Page 76 of Juliet & Her Romeos

When he twists to stand, raising me in one fluid move, until I’m lying across his strong back, before twirling me around to be cradled in his arms, I’m breathless with desire for this to never end.

Under the false stars, there’s nothing false about our love.

When the dance finishes with my Romeo pulling me into a kiss, it’s as passionate as our first kiss.

I wind my arms around Swan’s neck. Then I relax into his arms, purring and allowing my pheromones to flood the theater. I know the impact that this will have on all the Alphas.

I’m an Omega. I have to use every advantage that I have.

I’m not above using my own dirty tricks.

“You were mesmerizing, my Queen,” Swan murmurs. “If Ambrose doesn’t claim us after that, then he has no heart. It’ll be his fucking loss.”

The audience erupts into wild applause.

Shit, they liked it.

It went well.

Really well.

Please, let it have been enough.

I squint into the bright lights, as Swan and I finally break away from each other and hold hands. Then we sweep into an elegant bow.

Swan shoots me a secret smile, before we exit the stage on the opposite side.

Then he hugs me, and I struggle not to fall apart.

All we have to do now is wait and see how the other dancers do.

I can’t bear the tension.

Swan strokes over my back, pulling me to nuzzle against his neck. “You don’t need to watch. We did our best. We were gods out there.”

“Modest.”

“God-like.”

“So humble.”

“The new primo.”

I nip Swan’s neck, and he bares his teeth in his typical snarling grin. “Don’t jinx it.”

I peer over Swan’s shoulder at Ariana and Remington, who are dancing now. They’re technically brilliant but cold, just how Katerina teaches us to be.

Remington doesn’t appear to even enjoy touching Ariana.

“Can’t you just feel the love?” Swan hooks his arm around my waist, dragging me against him.

I don’t know if he’s joking about Ariana and Remington’s performance or his hard cock, which I can feel through his tights against my thigh.

My nerves ratchet up as each of the eligible pairs from my class dance, ten in total.

They’re all different and excellent in their own ways.

Yet there’s no doubt that Swan is the best dancer.

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