It took him several moments to realize that his partner was struggling to keep up with the pace he set for their waltz, her eyes large and her hand holding tightly to his shoulder as she attempted to regain her balance. Holding back a sigh, Gideon slowed, tucking Miss Luna a bit closer to his chest. For support, of course. Her head barely reached his chin, but with his hand on her waist and her palm pressed against his, Gideon was overwhelmed by a sense of rightness.
