BRIELLE POVHearing Mom ask me to go dance with Mateo was beyond unexpected.I declined but no one could ever win an argument against my mom.His hands on my waist, warm and steady and I feel a subtle pull as he draws me closer. The music swirls around us, but all I can hear is the fast thrum of my heartbeat. His touch is light but grounding, sending a quiet shiver through me as I let my arms slide up to rest on his shoulders.We start to move together, our steps falling into a natural rhythm, and I can feel the tension and ease in the way his body leans into mine.I have to remind myself not to stiffen, not to pull away. I hate that he’s always so confident, always so sure of himself, like the world bends to his will. And yet here I am, letting him guide me, swaying to the rhythm of the music like I don’t have a choice.His breath grazes my ear as he speaks softly-words I barely caught on, and I ignore the way my heart trips over itself. I glance up at him, catching the way his eyes
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