“Whoa,” Dash said, putting his hands up between them and backing off. “Just looking for a dance partner. I’m quite a catch on the dance floor, if you didn’t notice. I only tripped eleven times.” Lucy laughed. “But Sophie taught me a thing or two and I am now ready to sweep you off your feet, Matchstick Girl.” He held out a hand, grinning that lopsided grin.
I LOVE HIM
