The Devil's Waltz

Looking intently into the man's obsidian eyes, she froze and stammered, “A-Alaric Winslow?”

Is he wearing brown contact lenses?

“Ah! It seems that my disguise is a failure. Cleo, I'm impressed. You still managed to recognize me.” After a spin, Alaric leaned closer to her and chuckled beside her ear. “It's been a while since I last danced with you.”

The moment Cora recognized him, her whole body