Tension in the air

Scott’s Pov:

My eyes followed them into the dance floor. Ashley grunted behind me, “Do you want to dance with me or do you still want to keep frowning at them?"

Then it dawned on me that I'd been staring at them for too long and that it could be unhealthy for my eyes.

I held her hands, leading her to the dance floor. Her face lit up in extreme joy, but I wasn't interested; I just wanted to be close to Emma and Liam. I couldn't shake off the kind of pain I was feeling as I saw her laughing and happy with another man. If she had taken something, I would have blamed the alcohol.

When we got to the dance floor, she came so close to me that I could feel her breath fanning me on my jawline. I clasped her right hand with my left hand and then placed my right hand just beneath her left shoulder blade. Ashley rested her hands firmly on my right arm and shoulders.

We began to waltze according to the rhythm of the orchestra. Ashley was a good dancer, so we flowed uniformly. I was staying close t