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"How are you Love?" he spoke with a Doncaster accent. I swallowed, in my fright and returned the greeting casually. "Good, did you enjoy the show?" I had invited a discussion I realized, and I suddenly hated myself for it. He took the glass from my hand, putting it on the tray of a passing waiter. "I'm Louis" he told me, his eyes were looking into my eyes, so deeply, as if they were scanning me. "I'm Grace" I told him. "You were center stage?" I shook my head, feeling myself unsure of where he was taking this. "I am a backup dancer, Mia is centre stage" He wrapped his hand around my wrest pulling me breathlessly close. "No Love" his voice made me tingle the look in his eyes breaking my will down, making me melt in his hands "Your center stage" he spoke.
Centre Stage (LouisTomlinFF)
