Welcome to the Scars of the Bifrost by A.J.M. Mousseau thanks to Nicole of Fiction Addiction!
Today I have a fantastic excerpt to share with you as well as the tour wide giveaway. Enjoy!
I nodded, happy he was so pleased. “As many times as you want,” I assured him and played it again and again.
The third time through I asked, “Would you like to dance?”
“I've never danced before.” His voice was slightly unsteady. I had watched him throw a knife with deadly accuracy into the flesh of an opponent with no hesitation, and now he was going to be nervous?
I stood over him and offered my hand. He took it and got to his feet. I positioned myself about a ruler's length in front of him, then held my breath as I closed the gap.
“You place your hands here.” I put both of his hands on my hips.
“I like dancing already,” he said with a smile that filled even his eyes.
“Don't be fresh,” I scolded playfully. Then I put both of my hands onto his shoulders.
“Now, I definitely like this.”
I smiled. I liked it too.
“Now we sway.” I gently rocked us back and forth and moved my feet nice and slowly.
He checked his stance and loosened up when he realized he had tensed. He looked into my face with an expression I couldn't name. Then he closed his eyes and sunk his fingers deeply into the muscles at my waist. The action took my breath away.
Intensity. The expression on his face had been intensity.
I closed my eyes, feeling it too, and involuntarily slipped my hands up onto the nape of his neck—my fingers tangled into his dark, loose hair.
What are you doing? But the music continued to play, and I had been so broken—and obviously so had he. He was strong and overwhelming, and for this moment … just for this one moment, I wanted to allow myself to get lost in his arms, lost in his power. It was—just a song—just a moment.
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