As they waited behind the line of people going back inside, Julian leaned down and nuzzled her ear.
“Let’s go have some fun at the reception,” he murmured. “You, me, a little dirty dancing…..”
She laughed as the tightness left her chest. It was hard to remember all the reasons she shouldn’t become involved with this man when he charmed her to her toes.
She tucked her hand willingly in his, and this time she curled her fingers around his as he led her into the hotel. No, logically she shouldn’t immerse herself in this charade. But then attraction was anything but logical. She had only a few more hours before she would be jolted back to reality. She planned to enjoy every single one of them.
They danced. Slow, sensual songs and even the more upbeat tunes. Julian was astonishingly adept as he spun her around the room. Somehow she hadn’t seen him as the type to do more than a staid waltz or just a slow cuddle type dance in the middle of the floor.
