DIANA
I didn't know from where I got the courage this time, but I quickly left his hand and wiped my knuckles on his suit jacket before going back to holding his hand.
A small relief washed over me as I was finally able to clean the saliva of Dario from my skin.
But then, my eyes caught sight of the man's face in front of me as he had an amused frown on his face.
"What did you do just now?" he asked.
Oops.
"Um-sorry. I'm so sorry." I averted my gaze and looked around uncomfortably, wishing the earth to open up and suck me in.
"No. It's fine. But I want to understand what that was." He let out a low chuckle and something fluttered in my stomach.
I noticed I was dancing perfectly with him as he twirled me out before pulling me in, with my back pressed against his chest.
My skin didn't crawl.
"Actually, someone pecked on my knuckles earlier and I wanted to wipe it away. Sorry, I couldn't resist the urge. I could have wiped it on my dress, but I…"
