Flames of Jealousy

The atmosphere was charged with excitement and revelry, but Elias felt a knot of jealousy tightening in his chest. Lemuel couldn’t help but join in the fun, whistling and hooting along with the others. He couldn’t deny that Callie looked stunning, her movements graceful and fluid. ‘Damn, that chick in the white dress looks good!’ he mused out loud. ‘She’s so supple, with a waist that could bend easily. Maybe she was a gymnast before she became a doctor.’ Elias’s face darkened at Lemuel’s words. Memories of the time he and Callie had danced at Simon’s wedding flooded his mind. He had always known that she had a talent for dancing, but he never expected her to be this good. What irked him even more was the fact that she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself, dancing with another man. Lemuel, oblivious to Elias’s internal turmoil, couldn’t help but voice his thoughts. ‘Hey, sir, do you think I have a chance with the girl in the white dress? I mean, I’m a captain, and that guy she’s dan