Sophia sneered, “Alright. I’ll save you some dignity.” During the small break between the change of songs, she pushed him aside and said, “I’m not dancing anymore. My feet are blistering from the shoes and I’m tired.”
Recalling what happened the last time her feet blistered and the fact she needed to use band-aids on it, he released her and she immediately left the dance floor.
The next song on the crowded dance floor was a soothing melody, probably intended for people to do regular ballroom dancing.
The moment Logan heard the tune, he left as well. Some of the men who were laughing earlier danced with their partners, while some went to catch a break.
John had just begun to move to the side when Isabelle came over and called him. “John.”
Standing still, he greeted her. “Hi, Miss Bailey.”
Tucking her hair behind her ear, she blushed and seemed a little shy. “May I have a dance with you?”
The couples around them had already started twirling around to the music as he looked at her. “Sure,” he said, offering her his hand, which she took.
Meanwhile, Sophia returned to her seat and had some juice. Now, with the distracting lights removed and the curtains drawn back, the room looked like how a formal dance party should be.
Sophia instantly spotted John and Isabelle, who stood out like a thumb among the crowd. Smiling, she then finished her juice.
Although tired, Logan appeared to be very pleased when he came over to her. “Did I dance well?”
“How do you rate yourself?” She chuckled.
“I don’t mean to brag, but no one else on the dance floor earlier had moves as smooth as mine,” he declared proudly.
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