Chapter 45

The music had changed and Vaughan was holding Sienna so close, she naturally relaxed, her head was on his chest. Ryker was dancing with Cel but couldn't control his spite, moving Cel away from the dance floor, to the garden to talk instead. Kassia was boiling like a pot of soup. She couldn't concentrate on the dance steps and kept stepping on Larkin, who kept swallowing the pain and forcing awkwar