Chapter 27

• They waltzed across the floor as if they owned the place. To others, they looked perfect, however, the only thing that kept Angelina going was the thought that she couldn't mess up. The butterflies in her stomach were becoming much stronger and it didn't help matters that she was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the way Kenith's hands were roaming her body.
• At first, his hand had rested on her waist while hers were placed on his chest. However, with time it kept climbing and now his hands were tracing the curve of her back.
• "Sorry," Angelina apologized at once when she stepped on his foot, "My bad,"