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38: TENSION AND TANGO

Author: Glittering gold
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-23 23:31:45

NATE’S POV

“You’re unbelievable, Nate,” Elara says sharply as my hand settles on her waist, guiding her onto the dance floor.

“Am I?” I reply, smirking as I raise an eyebrow at her.

Her cheeks flush slightly more from frustration than anything else and I can’t help but admire how stunning she looks when she’s angry.

I spin her in time with the music, keeping her close.

“It’s true,” she snaps, her voice low but firm. “Why would you do that?”

“Do what?” I ask, feigning innocence.

“You know what—” she starts, but I twirl her before she can finish, cutting off her words and leaving her breathless when she faces me again.

She exhales sharply, her eyes narrowing. “I don’t want to make a scene.”

The song ends, and she pulls away from me so quickly it’s like my touch burns her.

I don’t like it, but I let it slide for now.

Then the music changes, and my chest tightens as the unmistakable rhythm of a tango fills the air.

I glance at Elara. She freezes as soon as the firs
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