Hurting

"This is not a way to dance. No one dances like this," I muttered, my voice breathless as I tried to put even a fraction of space between our bodies. The chilling sensation of being watched by unseen eyes still crawled along the nape of my neck, making my skin prickle, but the man holding me captive demanded my undivided attention.

"I'm not anyone, Snowdrop. I'm Evander Vanguard. I don't follow