Page 70 of The Alpha King's Heart: His Rejected Mate
"Adira and Monique,"
I gave Richard my hand to shake just as Monique did the same to Gilbert, and both gentlemen kiss our hands.
"So what are you two ladies doing here without male escorts,"
"Maybe no one was bold enough to approach us,"
"You turned heads when you worked in with much beauty and confidence now, all males are intimidated," Richard said, his gaze fixed on me with a smile.
"Can we keep you company?"
"Aren't you intimidated by us, and what will your dates think?"I asked boldly.
"We are not here with dates, we were hoping we'd find some here," Gilbert winked, his accent was thick." We mean no harm," he said.
Having the two men on our side gave us even more attention, other guests were coming to pay their respects to them.I wondered who they were.
Richard and Gilbert were good company indeed and were conversing normally.
"I always thought the Marshals were hiding something indeed," Monica sighed, she seemed to know a lot of people around too.
"Well, everyone is icing them out after their fall from grace.I wonder how they got an invite," Gilbert wondered, looking at Richard in thought.
"I'm sure the king wanted something from them," My heart skipped a bit at the mention of Wyatt.I was hoping he'd make an appearance here and I'd surprise him.That's why I didn't text him.
"And Rachel faltered, that woman insulted her last ball," chuckled Gilbert.Rachel, I repeated.I heard that name somewhere before.I chewed on my bottom lip, thinking.
"This is my favorite dance, a dance, Adira?"I heard Richard ask, snapping me awake from my thoughts.
"I'm in a relationship," I blurted out.They all stared at me, not expecting me to say that out loud as I did.
"Good, aren't we all, however, we can dance as two people attending the same ball," he said seriously.I smiled and nodded.
"I don't think my mate will like that.He's jealous," I sighed.I didn't want to dance right now but I didn't want to be rude by rejecting him so bluntly.
'Gosh, you are such a people pleaser sometimes,' Kira barked in my head.
'I'm not!'I retorted.
"I insist, my lady?"he extended his long arms to me and I glanced at Monique who nodded encouragingly.
'Don't do it!'
I was swept off my feet by him and I found myself on the dancefloor and he twirled me.I shook my hips to the rhythm of the song.The dance was soft and right.The atmosphere around was calm and friendly.
"You're a good dancer," he complimented, I abruptly turned to him and he grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him.
"You're not bad yourself,"
Monique and Gilbert joined us too on the dancefloor and many others as the song changed to a faster one.We lingered on the stage when the song stopped, smiling and laughing.
"I don't remember being taught that," Richard laughed.
"I forgot the steps so I improvised," I confessed.One of the reasons I loved balls was the different types of dances.
"And you stepped on my foot," Gilbert grimaced.
"I'm sorry," I purred.
