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And the fairy tale version of Cyrus and me would absolutely gut me.
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Sarah
The baby monitor on the phone was set now, and it came on automatically if Joshua even moved.
I shoved it in my back pocket and watched while Cyrus used the control center to direct music and lights to one of rooms we weren’t in.
I glanced over at the sophisticated sound system and assumed it was custom built.
Everything in Cyrus's world was designed to serve him and his interests.
He returned to my side and then took my hand.
Sparks rushed through me, though he didn’t say anything until we checked on Joshua one more time and found him still sound asleep.
Then he whispered, “Come. Let me show you the dance floor.”
My heart thumped, and I wasn’t sure whether it was nerves or joy or both.
He held the door for me, and I gasped with pleasure when I noticed flickering fairy lights and, toward the back, the bright afternoon sun of summer. Behind us was the land we’d left and his parents' gorgeous mansion.
When he joined me, my skin prickled with desire as I said, “This is a dance floor.”
He took my hand in his and the music changed. “It was the lounge area. I had staff remove the seating so we can sit inside to enjoy the sunset later.”
Marvelous was too tame for what I constantly felt, but then he placed my arm on his in a clear dance position while I said, “It’s absolutely gorgeous.”
“So are you,” he said, and stepped forward.
To follow meant he had control. My mind percolated with tantalizing images, though I shook my head and said, “Lies, but sweet ones.”
He gave me a stern look that could have been teasing or serious. “I never fib.”
I glanced away for a second and saw nothing but ocean outside.
This was a dream. I sighed and said, “Look, how can I repay you for letting me come?”
He winked. “Stop stressing. Joshua is sleeping, and we’re alone.”
I missed a step. He gave me a second to regroup, but I shook my head and said, “Now I’m scared.”
“Don’t be," he whispered, his breath warming my skin. Then he said, “Tell me something about you.”
But he already had the basics. I shrugged and said, “There's nothing to tell.”
He twirled me and said, “Every woman has her secrets.”
For a second, I tensed. Leah would have lied at this moment. I inhaled and met his gaze. “She does?”
He showed me a dance shuffle and I mimicked his footsteps while he said, “It’s whatMamansays.”
I couldn't help but smile. “She just said that to get a few minutes to herself.”
He let out a small chuckle. “Possibly, but either way, I am curious about you.”
I wrinkled my nose. Honestly, I wasn’t sure how to answer, but I wouldn't pretend. I spun and then he caught me while I said, “Not much to tell. The diner, then home. I binge on a lot of TV shows for entertainment.”
