Auctioned By The Ceo novel Chapter 4

"Relax, you're shaking like a leaf. Surely dancing with me is not such an abhorrent thought?" Amusement tinged his deep voice, and Hannah drew a shuddering breath into her lungs and shook her head.

“No, sir,” she whispered.

“Good, because I’ve been wanting to do this ever since I spotted you in this dress. You look stunning by the way. Now, trust me, little dove, and just let yourself go. This will all work out just fine, you’ll see.”

A snort was her answer this time, but she did follow his lead and soon relaxed in his arms as the magic of the dance worked in his favor. He twirled her around the dance floor in ever faster moves, and when she stumbled it gave him the perfect excuse to pull her in even tighter. It was torture and bliss all rolled into one as her soft curves fit against the hard planes of his body, as though she was made just for him. A far too fanciful thought but with her short puffs of breath hitting his jaw, it seemed fitting. Logan rested his chin on her head, and something like a whimper escaped the woman in his arms, as she sank into his embrace. All too soon the dance was over and the strange bubble they’d been in evaporated.

“Thank you for the dance, sir, but I’ve got duties to attend to, so please let me go.”

“Logan, please. Surely, we’re familiar enough after that dance to be on first name terms?”

A shiver went through her, and she shook her head.

“I beg to differ, sir. We only danced, in full view of everyone, so that’s hardly—”

“I could arrange for a more private dance, if you prefer, sweet Hannah.”