The music shifted to a slower rhythm, couples of newfound mates drawing to the center of the floor.
I stood near one of the tall windows, watching the swirl of silks and shadows, the hum of laughter blending with the soft strains of the violins.
That was when Lucien appeared again.
“Amber,” he said smoothly, offering his hand, “may I have this dance?” I heard a quiet growl in the back of the room.
I hesitated and from the corner of my eye, I saw Alex across the room, his attention already locked on us.
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” I said.
Lucien’s smile didn’t waver. “Ah. But that’s the best kind of idea.”
Then I remebered that Alex isn't my friend anymore, he apparently never was so why would I sit still and do as he tell me? I gave Alex a provocative smirk and then took Luci
