He stepped toward his new partner and, with a start, found Darcy moving toward him. They met with their palms not quite touching and circled each other as Oliver’s heart thrummed in his chest. “Good evening, Miss Bennet,” Darcy said neutrally. Oliver swallowed hard. “Good evening, Mr. Darcy.” “Enjoying yourself?” “I’m not sure I’d say that.” Unexpectedly, Darcy smiled, just slightly, and Oliver found himself smiling softly in return. “Your partner seems to be rather chatty.” “An apt observation. Thankfully he seems to be the variety of chatty that only wants to hear himself speak.” Darcy
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