Page 30 of My Heart's Doctor
He looked at me but didn’t make any comment because at that moment they began serving the main course.
The dinner was exquisite andthe atmosphere became relaxed and cheerful again. After dinner, a band began playing soft music, ballads that enhanced the ambiance while we enjoyed dessert. I must admit that, every now and then and discreetly, I looked for Cavaller’s location, but I could never find him.
Several couples took to the dance floor to dance to the rhythm of those romantic ballads wonderfully performed by the musical group. At that moment, they were performing the song «Leave Before You Love Me» by Marshmello, Jonas Brothers.
“Come on, beautiful. I know you’re dying to dance pressed against this body,” Orson said, with his always characteristic humor, as he stood up and stretched out his hand for me to take it.
“You’re the one dying for people to see you dancing with me,” I said, as I took his hand and we headed to the dance floor.
“No doubt about that, I’m the envy of this party,” he affirmed, giving me a wink.
We embraced and began to turn to the rhythm of that song.
“So tell me, did you manage to get many phone numbers for future dates?” I asked, smiling.
“A few, but I couldn’t get anyone to look at me the way Cavaller is looking at you. He’s standing a few feet away from us and can’t take his eyes off you. Seriously, Devon, this guy wants something with you.”
“He’s watching us?”
“I didn’t say he was watching us, I said he’s looking only at you, and get ready because he’s heading our way.”
When I heard what Orson said, my heart accelerated uncontrollably. If I weren’t a doctor, I would have thought those palpitations meant I was about to have a heart attack, but I knew clearly that in this case they were because of his presence.
At that moment, the song was ending and they began to perform «If You’re Not The One» by Daniel Bedingfield. A very romantic song.
I felt when he arrived at our side because his particular fragrance was already unmistakable to me, besides noticing Orson’s gaze fixed on someone who I assumed was behind me.
“May I dance this song with Dr. Dulcet? If she agrees, of course.”
I immediately turned and met his gaze. What surprised me was that his typical look of arrogance had given way to one I couldn’t decipher, but which seemed uncertain. Uncertain? Imust be mistaken because that man didn’t have an ounce of uncertainty in his body.
Orson looked at me seriously, I suppose seeking my approval, so I nodded and separated from him.
“I’ll wait for you at the table,” he said, and left me alone with the cause of all my torments.
Cavaller stood in front of me and without saying a word, took me by the waist and pulled me close to his body, then took one of my hands and brought it with his to his chest, forcing me to raise my other hand and rest it on his shoulder.
“Thank you for accepting the dance,” he said, getting too close to my ear, to the point that his lips brushed against it, and I couldn’t help but shiver.
“Thank you for inviting me.”
“Who is your companion? Is he your partner?” he asked, without beating around the bush and returning to the informal way of addressing me like the night before.
“He’s a friend,” was my brief response.
“With benefits?”
“I don’t understand,” I said, puzzled by his question and pulling back slightly to look him in the eyes.
Serious, serious mistake! What was I thinking when I decided to look at him from the few inches that separated us?
“I mean if you have a romantic relationship,” he clarified, though I had understood his question, but I refused to answer.
“Why do you want to know?”
“Let’s just say I’m interested,” he stated, bringing his lips close to my ear again and deliberately brushing against it, which made my neck tense and created a knot in my stomach.
Was he flirting with me? Was Cavaller really trying to seduce me, or was I just too confused? With each minute I was getting more nervous. Being in his arms with his body pressed against mine was already making me too flustered.
