Waiting For Us (Beautiful Surrender, Part Three) (A Billionaire Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
It pours from the stage, an orchestra whispering sweet nothings all around me. The room is dark, the couples around us swaying in beautiful silence. Diamonds glitter at throats. Cuff links twinkle like stars. I'm wrapped in something lush and silk, and when the violinist plays a long, mournful note, I'm wrapped in muscle. Him. Face cloaked in shadow, his smell everything and nothing at all. I hold my breath as he spins me, and I do a perfect pirouette that should have been impossible. There's a whisper in the back of my mind that this isn't real. The word ‘dream’ races across my skin like goosebumps, but it disappears just as quickly. There's nothing but our dance. Bodies moving slow, feeling every last note, every flutter of the butterfly wings that turn my stomach inside out. I peer into the darkness, seeking out this stranger; this man whose hands know just where to roam. Where to linger. He's playing me as expertly as any musician on the stage. Stroking and pressing, listening to the way my body responds to him.
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