She dipped into a graceful bow, one hand placed lightly on her chest, the other held out and away from her body in a fanciful flourish, and one foot neatly crossed behind the other.
Glancing up, she stole the breath from my lungs with that trademark glint of mischief in her eyes and playful smirk dancing about her lips.
Flustered and confused, it was no surprise that I audibly squeaked in shock when she asked the question I'd been waiting for the entire night, "May I have this dance?"
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Short Storybasically short stories ranging from 1 sentence to like 500 words, feel free to read if you're bored and looking for something to distract yourself :DD i can't find the artist credits for the cover anywhere, so if you know who made this incredible p...
