Sylvia's POV:

The intimacy between us overwhelmed me as we stared into each other's eyes.

Rufus eyes, rimmed with thick lashes, seemed to mesmerize me. The grayish blue irises felt like the vast ocean, and I was the lonely boat floating with the current.

Finally, I withdrew my gaze and lowered my head, feigning a cough. "Have you done with my bruises?"

"Not yet. Don't move." Rufus continued to rub my leg. His movements were not as calm as before. It looked like he felt uneasy too.

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. My face was so hot; his presence seemed to ignite sparks of desire within me.

Rufus and I both fell silent. The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably strange.

He rubbed the ointment on my bruises and bandaged it again. Then, I hurriedly sprang to my feet. "Let's practice dancing. I don't have much time."

up. "But you

we do?" I was confused. I had to

exerting pressure on my

be hard for you because you are so tall. You can't keep squatting to face me," I murmured. "There is

days." I frowned. "Why don't you find me a

anything. All of a sudden, he lifted me up and made

guard and grabbed his sleeves. "I... my soles

Rufus interrupted me and

draped my right hand around his neck. His manly scent filled my nose. My body stiffened,

"That's it. Follow me and feel the moves. Relax and immerse yourself in the dance

his body and taught me how to dance. Every time he spoke, his hot breath brushed against my

Rufus' POV:

sprayed on my chest through my shirt, making me feel hot and

to feel restless. I took her around and found her face was a little red. Her jaw was tense, and

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