33... Dancing...

CLAIRE.

I forgot all about Dave and his date the moment Ryan's large hands held both sides of my waist with his green eyes intensely focused on me. There was this familiar warmth spreading all over where his hands made contact with. I don't know why or how Ryan's touch effortlessly raises my temperature, but it does.

"What am I supposed to do now?" My voice was lower than I'd intended it to be. I'm slightly shivering internally.

"Wrap your hands around my neck or something" His voice was also low, making it deeper than usual. And sexy.

I obeyed his instruction, feeling the heat creeping to my cheeks. God, I am blushing. I am literally blushing. I am fucking blushing again. I wish I can control the appearance of that redness on my face.

"Be careful not to step on my shoes" He said looking down at our legs. I copied his action then we looked up simultaneously, making eye contact. My heart skipped a bit, and all mean words in my head flew out the window.

Ryan was staring at me in t