The Only Boy Who Danced With Me When Everyone Else Looked Away—30 Years Later, Fate Brought Him Back

he must be talking to someone else.

He laughed softly.

“No, definitely you.”

“That’s brave,” I replied.

He tilted his head.

“You hiding over here?”

I smiled faintly.

“Is it hiding if everyone can see me?”

For a moment, his expression softened.

“Fair point.”

Then he extended his hand.

“Would you like to dance?”

I stared at him.

“Marcus, I can’t.”

He nodded as though continue reading …