CHAPTER 35

"May I do the honour of dancing with the fairest of them all?" Connor's deep voice came, low and sultry. I smiled. Not holding back the blush from colouring my face. "Yes, you shall, fair sire." He lent a hand I took it gently, standing up from my seat. He led me carefully to the centre of the dance space where we danced under the subtle lights and spun me around till I faced him again to be greeted by his dimpled smile, exposing his perfect porcelain white dentations. He held me steady by the waist and I placed my hands delicately on his broad shoulders, letting him press my body against him. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, fast and steady. It beat the same rhythm as mine and for once, I wondered if he felt the same way I felt about him. What if he liked me too? Or loved me? I snapped the thought out of my head. No, Kenzie. This was just an act to him. He only loved Tory. Only Tory and no one else. I was just temporary. "Is everything okay? You seem distracted." He