Riley POV
I avoided Luca the morning after the sponsor dinner because I had no idea how to look at him without remembering the dance.
It should not have affected me as much as it did. We had only moved together for a few minutes in the middle of a crowded room, with children watching and sponsors talking around us. Nothing happened. He did not kiss me. He did not say anything inappropriate. He only held my hand, placed his other hand on my waist, and slowly moved closer until the space between us almost disappeared. That should have been easy to forget.
It was not.
I remembered the warmth of his palm through the thin material of my dress. I remembered the way his eyes had lowered to my mouth, and how my body had gone still when he pulled me slightly closer. I had spent most of the nigh
