Page 44 of The Charmer

“The ice!” Georgie was looking down at her feet.

"Oh shit. I dropped the ice," I said.

She immediately lifted herself from the chair. "Ouch!"

"Georgie, just sit," I instructed. She didn’t argue. I'd been so lost in the kiss that I'd completely forgotten about the ice. "Still need it on your ankle?"

"Yeah, it did seem to help." Her voice was uneven.

"You’re hurt?" Xander asked. "I thought something was off on the dance floor.”

"I don't think it's anything serious," Georgie told him, "but it's aching a bit. Should we go have dinner?" She looked at Xander. "Have they served it?"

"Yes, but I have another proposition. Why don't the three of us ditch this party?"

Usually I’d contradict my brother just for the fun of it, but there was merit to his words. When I glanced at Georgie, she was avoiding my gaze. Was she uncomfortable? No, she'd completely enjoyed the kiss.

"My brother is right, and you do need to keep this ankle iced."

"But what about chatting up people?"

“There’s going to be plenty of time at the next event. And I truly didn’t see anyone else from your list."

She frowned. "I figured maybe some of them had come later."

"Usually the guests arrive before the food is served." That came from Xander.

Georgie shrugged with a sigh. "Then I guess we can go. Though I’m not sure if I can put much weight on my ankle.”

“I’ll help you.” I took her hand as she rose and took a tentative step.

"It doesn't really hurt, but it's a bit uncomfortable."

"I can wait for you out by the entrance," Xander said. "You've got a coat?" he asked Georgie.

"Yes. It’s white with gold buttons.”

"I'll get it for you."

"Thanks, Xander.”

He pointed at me. “But I still demand an explanation for, well, everything."

"Of course you do," I said just as my brother left. Then I trained my gaze on Georgie. "Are you okay?"

"Sure. This is just so unexpected." She was laughing, but it wasn't wholehearted and fun. It was nervous.

"Georgie, what's wrong? Tell me."

"I guess this evening sort of spiraled out of control."

"Yeah, you could say that. But don't worry. We're winging it successfully." I grinned, and she returned it.

"You’re right. Now, is there any way out of here without crossing the entire ballroom?"

“No, so let’s give them something worth watching.” I wanted to support her properly, so I put my arm around her back. "I've got you. If you can’t continue, just let me know and we'll take a break or something, but I won't let you fall."

She glanced at me sideways. "I wasn't even worrying about that."

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