nna
Gala-the most anticipated off-
t the invitation. "Kena will be the
g cufflinks on a tuxedo shirt. "We are g
t-blue velvet gown that hugged every curve, featuring a dar
. Even in his wheelchair, he looked more powerful than any man in th
, the music stopped. Literal
looking like she ha
erve showing up
ity, Kena," Beckett
inking heavily. He
grape juice, stumbled past me. She "tri
did, showing the same lightning-fast
g the splash with the back of his tuxedo jacket.
Tiffany
" Beckett said loudly to the
led and scu
ra started
cle can't dance, maybe I should give
e with a cactus,
Elianna,"
nd pulled me to the
are you doing
ust
ime with the music, creating a pivot point for my steps. I stepped, he rolled. He pushed forward, I arche
e waist. I leaned back, trusting his grip, creatingerupted i
ines, holding his drink,
breathed, looking
look good,"
e hockey royalty e
losed, Beckett groaned. He dou
screamed. "
ing out on his forehead. "The movem
sorry," I cried. "Y
out. "To see you smil
breaking for this man who gave me ev
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