Chapter 82: The First Dance

Devestion’s jet cruiser waited in front of the palace along with the pilot. The jet cruiser was lean in design with only enough room for two people and the pilot. Devestion opened the door and carefully lifted me in, gracefully pulling himself in after me. We sat side-by-side with our legs pressed together and his arm draped over my shoulders.

I could feel his heartbeat echoing the wild pulse of my own. He looked calm but the set of his mouth and the unsteady stream of his breath betrayed his nervousness. I smiled and relaxed.

“You look very attractive, Devestion,” I said, feeling the muscles in his arms and legs flex in reaction. “The ladies will be running me over to get to you.”

He smiled and I could feel the tension of his nervousness subside. I leaned into him and deeply inhaled. It was a comfortable feeling, as if I had sat next to him this way countless times before. His hand smoothed over my arm and into my own hand, holding it in a gentle yet firm grip.