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I was in his arms and I looked up at him. Black, sexy, tussled hair, beautiful blue eyes looking into mine, all finished off with muscles (I could feel them since I was so close.) I didn't know what to do, I couldn't show him my flustered self, not to a playboy. I cleared my throat " One dance, then I'm afraid I must go." I said, adding a hint of stubbornness.
" Great! If you're lost in the dance, just trust me. " He stated, sliding one hand to my waist and one holding my hand. A group of instruments started playing a nice slow song and we started to dance.
He danced flawlessly matching the steps and I keeping up with him, due to ballroom classes when I was younger. "My, you're a pretty good dancer, Mr. Grayson." I said as he spun me and brought me back to position.
" Every lady likes a man that can dance, it works on most of them" He bluntly said, admitting he is a player. I rolled my eyes.
"You're quite smooth, but you're moves don't work on me." He dipped me and brought his lips to my ear.
"I wonder why." He whispered.
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What Do You Expect (a Nightwing love story)
FanfictionRachel Carter is a 21-year-old woman who travels a lot for crime fighting. she travels to Gotham and meets playboy billionaire, Bruce Wayne, and Dick Grayson. Find out more in my heroic, action filled story.
