Chapter 100: Trap, Trap

We danced slowly, our movements synchronized with the beat of the song. His strong hands rested on my waist while mine found their place on his shoulder. He was so tall that I could only reach his chest.

As we swayed to the slow music, Nicholas broke the silence with a question, "Is there anything you want, Florence? Perhaps a gift?"

I looked up at him, surprised to find him already watching me. Holding his gaze, I smirked.

"A gift for what?"

He shrugged. "Um... for earlier."

I nodded, holding back my smile, "Anything?"

"Yeah, anything."

"Alright..." I pondered for a moment, recalling past extravagant gifts that had remained unused. Wanting something different, I suggested, "How about a simple date? Just one day where we can enjoy each other's company."

Nicholas appeared momentarily taken aback, his eyes reflecting surprise as he processed my request.

Before he could respond, Samantha appeared out of nowhere, interrupting our dance. We both stopped, looking at her.