Sensual Whispers: Tales Of Passion ( Smut Series)
The Cinderella ball 3
He took so many deep breaths that his lungs ached.
Ronan
**Smile, shake hands, collect checks,**
Rather than go back to the bar like he wanted he headed to the main stairwell.
Ronan
**I'll greet the new arrivals as they come in. **
Ronan
** It'll seem gracious but I won't have to talk to anyone for very long. **
He parked himself underneath the banner of Kochetkova. zara enters in her “Cinderella” costume and conjured the best smile she could.
He probably looked like a jack-o-lantern but no one seemed to mind. He hailed most of the guests by name and exchanged a few words with each.
Most people stopped to make small talk about his mother's company or about the ballet as he responded to both with the same polite noises and then moved on.
But the line was never-ending. His hand was soon damp from shaking so many others and his elbow grew sore from the pumping motion.
Ronan
**How long had i have been here? Surely it was almost time to leave? Surely Mother would show up soon and i could—**
zara
Oh my, you look nice. Would you like to dance?
Ronan blinked. It took a second for the meaning of the question to register and another for him to figure out who said it.
Ronan
** She is a very young woman, probably only college-age, and on the short side. **
zara
Never once. I'm Zara. Would you like to dance?
Ronan
I don't really know....
People were walking by and a few looked as if they wanted to talk to him, but he ignored them. He couldn't take his eyes off the strange woman..
Ronan
Would you like a drink?
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