“May I have this dance, Gracie?” Miles bows before me and offers his hand. If he was wearing his cravat I would’ve thought we were back at Rockwell. We walk out on the dance floor and he pulls me in close. “Miles, the dancing here is different. It’s not choreographed like at Rockwell.” Making aContinue reading “Teaser Tuesday”
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