If the first time in years, Malou hardly heard the music. All she seemed to notice was her breathe and his gaze upon her again. Her head tilted slightly up to meet his gaze as he stepped forward. It was only a step, but she could feel herself swaying toward him. She was all to aware of him, and only him. Her heart sped up feeling the heat of him in just that one step closer.
She hardly heard the laughter but suddenly Mr. Prewett's intense gaze was no longer on her, instead he was glancing back at the ballroom, the air cooling suddenly as his gaze and presence stepped away. Malou didn't know what she expected, her heart thundering needlessly in her chest, but it had been a foolish thought.
His hand pushed back his hair, a gesture that had become familiar to her. One that she knew and understood. He was nervous. But then his gaze settled on her and it was something else entirely, something she had never seen before and Malou knew then that no matter the heartache he held her own heart in that gaze.
She hardly heard the laughter but suddenly Mr. Prewett's intense gaze was no longer on her, instead he was glancing back at the ballroom, the air cooling suddenly as his gaze and presence stepped away. Malou didn't know what she expected, her heart thundering needlessly in her chest, but it had been a foolish thought.
His hand pushed back his hair, a gesture that had become familiar to her. One that she knew and understood. He was nervous. But then his gaze settled on her and it was something else entirely, something she had never seen before and Malou knew then that no matter the heartache he held her own heart in that gaze.
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