"Do you want to know the truth?"
"Sure." She added quickly, urging him to spill the truth.
But some preferred lies. If they knew the truth, they would assume that whoever told them was hostile, like Pearl Johnson.
Sean lifted up Catherine's chin and caressed her fair skin with warm fingers. He said, "You were wonderful."
Catherine smiled.
"Do you mean it?"
His eyes fixed on her beautiful face, and it showed so much love and affection, "Why don't you feel my heart and tell me whether I'm being genuine."
Catherine held her hands against Sean's chest. She could feel his strong and steady heartbeat.
Catherine looked embarrassed and cleared her throat.
"I never know you could dance. And your dance is stunning."
"Aunt Maria taught us as kids. But I rarely got around to it. Both Sophia and I get a bit rusty."
