Brian had also come up to me to formally ask for a dance, which I could not refuse.
“I would say this was the distraction we needed, but unfortunately, a lot of eyes are on us for some reason,” Brian softly said as he positioned his hand on my waist.
“Your sweetheart told everyone I poisoned you, that’s why.” I placed my own hands against his chest, and then we began to move slowly.
“Sweetheart?” He c****d a brow, amusement filling his eyes when he looked at me. “Who would’ve thought you had the ability to get jealous.”
“What is that supposed to mean? You talk like I come off as some cold, unfeeling bitch.”
“I wouldn’t say it was far from that to be—“
I stomped on his foot hard, and he bit his lip to hold back the scream.
“Okay, I learnt my lesson.” He whispered and rubbed my back a
