The Dance of the Night

Kaelie had trouble unzipping her gown.

Stomping her foot in frustration as she tried to get the zipper to cooperate with her fingers but all she could do was fumble.

“I love this dress but if I can’t get this zipper to work, I’m going to rip it.” She squirmed.

“Here let me help.” Cyrus said in a calming voice causing Kaelie to let her arms fall like a dejected child.

His strong hands made delicate