Cornelia was worried about her high heels, but with her holding onto James' shoulders and moving slowly at the beat of the music, it was not so bad. Actually, she enjoyed it very much because it was with James.
"Will your father give you a hard time?" She asked.
James shook his head. "Don't worry about him. My mission for tonight is… you."
Cornelia's eyes widened. "Did your father ask you to charm me with your good looks?"
"What if he did?"
"Then, I look forward to being charmed. But you should tell him I'm not a woman who will be satisfied with just one night."
James chuckled, and he really wanted to kiss her, but he knew it wouldn't be appropriate. Damned party! He was glad that he didn't need to entertain random women, and that Cornelia was right there, close enough for him to inhale her addictive scent of wild berries, and he could hold onto her, yet it was not close enough.
