His voice is in my ear. “I haven’t danced in a very long time.” “You haven’t forgotten how,” I say. He gives a low half chuckle. Amusement? From Alec Connovan? “It certainly feels like I have,” he mutters. “In more ways than one.” I look up at him. “How so?” But he just shakes his head. “It’s a good thing I have you to make me look good.” I smile. “Is that why you asked me to dance?”
