Reborn Second Chance With The Scheming Tycoon novel Chapter 13

hted,” Amelia replied, her relief palpable. Damien’s timing was nothing short of miraculous.

Ethan Collins moved to intervene but stopped short upon recognizing the man. “Mr. Taylor, I should mention… she isn’t much of a dancer. I’d hate for her to inconvenience you.”

Damien ignored him, his gaze fixed on Amelia. “Do you dance?”

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“A little,” she admitted. “Though I’m certainly no expert.” In truth, Amelia could dance quite well. But years ago, Sabrina had convinced her that “only loose women dance,” and that Ethan would despise it, so she had suppressed that part of herself.

A faint smile touched Damien’s lips. “That makes two of us. I’m hardly a professional.”

Ethan frowned deeply. He knew for a fact Amelia was practically a novice. Her attempt to impress Damien was bound to end in humiliation. Feeling a need to warn her, he reached for her arm, but Amelia swiftly stepped behind Damien, using him as a shield.

Clearing his throat, Ethan tried again. “Amelia, your ankle is still recovering from that sprain. Perhaps you should sit this one out?”

Amelia saw right through him. She offered Damien a soft, genuine smile. “Mr. Taylor, this is my first time at such an event. Would you mind giving me a tour?”

Ethan’s face darkened instantly. She was really going through with it. He could only wait for the inevitable embarrassment.

Damien offered his arm. “Shall we?”

After a moment’s hesitation, Amelia placed her hand on his forearm. His touch was firm and reassuring.

From Ethan’s angle, Damien’s body had blocked the subtlety of the gesture. All he saw was Amelia willingly taking Damien’s arm, and a sharp, unwelcome pang of possessiveness tightened in his chest.

Just then, Sabrina glided over. She stared after the retreating pair, her face a mask of confusion and seething envy. How did that country bumpkin get so lucky?

“Ethan, did my sister say she was leaving?” Sabrina asked innocently.

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