Delighted, Verity discarded her near empty glass on a passing waiter's tray and eagerly accepted his outstretched arm. "Outlandish indeed. A right scandal." She laughed. The only time they'd danced was at their wedding, a rather solemn event compared to tonight. In fact, Verity couldn't remember any other moment throughout the past year where things felt so light between them. It was almost as though they'd suddenly crossed the threshold into a true marriage.

Amazingly enough, she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea.

They took their places on the floor, her gaze never leaving his.

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