“I wasn’t sure if you were ever going to come. But then again, it’s you, and you always did just have one move,” she hisses angrily into my ear before I spin her around and take her in my arms to dance with.
“And it seems you only have one move yourself, my beautiful Nina. Why dance if you knew this was where I would come for you?”
“It’s my wedding night. Why shouldn’t I dance?”
I move her in my arms to the beat of the music. Her body fitting perfectly.
“Because it’s stupid. Just like getting married was stupid. Just like running or standing your ground and fighting. You are not going to win, no matter what you do.”
She frowns. “I might not win, but I’m not going to make it easy for you to take me.”
I grin. “Good. I’m counting on it.”
“You should go. Heath is going to be back with my drink soon.”
I laugh. “His name is Heath, huh? I had him pegged for a Bobby or something. What are you doing with him, Nina?”
I hold her close to me, so I can get a clear answer out of her.
“I love him—”
“Bullshit.”
She doesn’t react. It isn’t the first time someone has told her their true thoughts about him. Where is her friend Eden? I glance around the club, but I don’t see her. She always seemed like the honest type.
I pull Nina closer to me so that her eyes are just inches away from me.
She doesn’t pull away like I expected. In fact, she hasn’t fought me the entire time I have been holding her in my arms. She said she would fight, but I’m not convinced yet. I need her to fight. Hard. Like her life depends on it.
“What are you doing with the boy?” I ask again.
Her eyes smile just a little, like she is hiding a secret I will never understand.
“I. Love. Him.”
“Bullshit.”
She cocks her head to the side. “You can believe what you want, but it’s the truth.”
“Your friend Eden doesn’t believe you either, does she?”
She frowns and pulls away a little. I’ve hit a nerve.
“It doesn’t matter what Eden thinks.”
“Where is Eden? She must be around here somewhere. She wouldn’t have left you alone, not tonight. Not after you saw me at your wedding.”
Her eyes widen, and I can feel the fear pulsating off her body.
“I didn’t see you at my wedding.”
“Stop lying, Nina. You looked me in the eye—twice. You were putting on a show for me at your wedding.”
“I…didn’t…” She looks down and then defiantly back up at me. “I didn’t know it was you at the time. I thought it was my imagination. But, of course, you were there on the balcony. Stalking me. Obsessing about me.”
I grin. “I’m not the only one obsessing, Nina. You’ve been obsessing about me from the second you saw me.”
She tries to rip her arms out of mine, but I hold her tightly, loving the feeling of her body pressed up against mine. Loving the feeling of her struggling in my arms.