Dance of Revelations

Stella

“May I have this dance?”

Lucius’s striking green eyes flash handsomely at me from behind his long lashes. I hate to admit it, but he does look good tonight in his elegant tuxedo, with his long hair swept back into a neat bun. A few wispy pieces of hair frame his square jaw.

Maybe, if circumstances were different, I would have been attracted to him in this moment.

But I’m not. Not really.