Sometime later, a chime sounded. Master Dan shook her gently. “It’s midnight, Cinderella, and the dance is over.”
“What?” She blinked at him.
He helped her to her feet. Her legs shook. She looked up at him, feeling lost. His eyes softened, and he hugged her, kissing her deeply. Gently.
“I wish we had more time,” he murmured. “But the DMs will be around soon to drag slowpokes out.” He kissed her again, this time with his hand curled around the nape of her neck, holding her in place. “I’m going to go find your clothes. I’ll be right back.”
By the time she’d used the bathroom to freshen up, he had returned. After she dressed, he escorted her down the stairs.
“Hey, Dan!” Standing by the front door, a familiar-looking woman in a black bustier and leggings waved them over. Kari recognized t
