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Chapter 302
My legs feel like jelly, my bun’s slipping loose, and my ribs still ache from that last pas de deus, but I don’t even care high, all adrenaline and disbelief, still riding the buzz of almost nailing it.
Luc stretches beside me, one leg pulled up to his chest. Your fouettes were solid today.”
“Solid?” I scoff, reaching down to unstrap my pointe shoes. “I was borderline levitating.”
He laughs. “Yeah, yeah. I’m just trying to keep your ego in check.”
I swat him with the ribbon I just peeled off. “Please. My ego lives in a constant state of fear.”
“You hide it well.”
We’re still bickering over counts and landing angles when the studio door swings open and a blur of velvet and perfume barrels in
“Penny freaking Vale!”
I don’t even need to look. I know that voice.
“Mila!” I shoot to my feet with a grin so big it makes my cheeks hurt and barely brace myself before she crashes into me, arms flung tight around my shoulders.
‘I haven’t seen you in two weeks,” she says against my hair. “That’s like, emotionally damaging.”
I cling to her, heart fu
too.”
When
–
ged just enough to hint she’s been crying or laughing too hard and her hair’s in this wild ballet bun I recognize
y holding on, curls rebelling in every direction.
leotard too black velvet, deep V, little rhinestones scattered like constellations. She looks fierce..
Your dressed rehearsal was today too?”
ed,” she says, fanning herself dramatically. “My
to compliments.”
back’s gone, but I got a standing ovation from my instructor, who is basically
hat’s huge!”
“It is,” she says, then nudges me with her elb
I nod, cheeks flushing. “It was… a lot.
She gives me that look – the on
dream.
huh?”
dy what that “a lot” means. All the weight, the pressure, the thrill of getting this close to the
“Luc?” she asks, no
“Injured but
tle wave. “Madame only crushed my soul like, four times.”
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“Sounds like love,” Mila says sweetly.
Before I can roll my eyes, someone clears their throat near the door. I glance op
Boomer.
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My whole face lights up.
“Booms!” I rush over and throw my arms around him, and he catches me like he always does – big arms tight around my bark, warm and steady His hands linger on my waist for a little longer, reminding me of how safe I’ve always felt near him.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, pulling back to look at him.
He scratches the back of his neck, sheepish. “Uhh…”
“We’ve been talking,” Mila says, cutting in smoothly. She leans into his side like she owns the place
be shocked. “And he’s hot, so now he’s taking me for sushi. Right?”
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Boomer stares at her for half a second, then gives a slow grin. “Right.“”
I blink. Once. Twice.
“Mila.”
–
or maybe like she owns him, and honestly, I wouldn’t
She shrugs like it’s nothing, but there’s a little blush in her cheeks. “Don’t look at me like that. You know I’ve had a thing for him since that first night he
opened the car door for me and said ‘ma’am‘ like we were in a Western.”
Boomer groans under his breath. “Still not over that, huh?”
“Never,” she says with a wink.
I look between them, eyebrows raised. “Are you for real right now?”
Mila nods. “One hundred percent.”
And okay, it takes a second. Maybe two. But then it hits me.
“Oh my god.”
Luc, still half–splayed across the floor, doesn’t even look surprised. He shrugs. “If I were her, I’d take fut! advantage too. You’re a fine piece of man.”
Mila looks Boomer up and down like she’s evaluating her next meal. “I plan on it.”
Boomer blushes.
Like, full–on blushes. This big, 6’2 man who I saw with my own eyes take down multiple men in a fight is blushing over Mila.
I clap a hand over my mouth to muffle the laugh.
“This is insane,” I say through my fingers. “But also… yes. Go. Have your sushi date. Just don’t break him, Mila. Please, I kind of like him.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
