Chapter 58

• Marilyn's POV
• "Oh....wow, Conner!"
• The Saturday night was settling in, the loud music crowded every single thought that was persistent enough to nag at my existence. I danced as though I was on clouds when in fact, I was in the arms of Conner. Just like the first time, his hands swiftly rested right above my hips and moved me around while keeping me close enough as he was touching me. It seemed more intimate than a dance would ever be. We moved in unison with our surroundings, not missing a step or turning a corner. He kept his eyes locked with mine as we swayed to each and every song. The heat in the room didn't feel so hot anymore.