Chapter 103

"Would you like to dance?" Marshall's voice sounded very soft, or perhaps, gentle. He always had this magnetic voice, yet that was his first-time talking to her like that. Stella suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She did not know if it was the alcohol or how aggrieved she felt, but tears welled up in her eyes. Then, she said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not good at it." Marshall smiled. "Me neither." He lied. He was a good dancer. He got every beat right as he matched her pace patiently. That was something Stella never experienced with Keegan. She would always step on his foot, and Keegan was never a teacher with patience. He would stop dancing with her after she stepped on him a few times. She was not a terrible dancer, but Keegan would not try to accommodate her pace. Stella already started sweating after two songs. She handed Marshall a glass of wine and asked him while supporting her chin with one hand, "Are you really a fan of Bella Young?" Marshall smiled. Then, he damped