Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1537

In the chaos, Wyatt's eyes were involuntarily drawn to a woman's figure.

The woman's curves were exquisite with the lines on her body beautiful. She wore a tight black upper outer garment with lace and a half-covered bright ruby red mermaid dress on her body, which cleverly wrapped around her body and outlined her curves. Her delicate arms, slender legs and the occasional twisting of her waist turned her all the more bewitching. It was strange that although there was a large crowd dancing, she was eyecatching and stood out in the crowd.

Subconsciously, the image of a little girl raising her hand flitted through his mind. Without realizing so, Wyatt curled the corner of his lips into a smirk.

Sure enough, he was picky. Only women with a particularly alluring figure and an outstanding temperament would itch his heart!

Her figure from behind was breathtaking, and she could dance. The proportion and curve could indeed stimulate men's instincts!

Little did he know that even after years and at his age, he could be so awed by a woman even if he was past the year of being a young teenager and had constantly mingled in pools of women!

After being in a trance for two seconds, Wyatt turned around without realizing it.

On the dance floor, Waverly and Xena had been separated. Engaging with her in dance was an unfamiliar man. He was skilled, and while she had a deep understanding of dance and music, such an entertaining game was not to test her dancing skills but to mainly tested her adaptiveness and reaction to sudden changes. It was why it was not a tough task for Waverly to cooperate with him and remain on the stage.

The dance music changed from a fast-paced salsa to a melodious waltz in an instant. Turning around, Waverly grabbed a man's hand. As she shifted her steps and put her body in place, she rested her other hand on the man's shoulder. As soon as their eyes met, Waverly's face paled along with the pausing of her steps.

Wasn't he the man Wyatt had a fight with and had poured her alcohol?

Very obviously, Quill was equally stunned, but he came to his senses before she could. Just as Waverly was about to step out of the game, Quill tightened his grip around her hand. With a twist of his body, he took the lead in pushing the two of them back onto the right track.

Waverly stared at the man in front of her with shocked eyes. Her heart nervously thumped as she had no idea what he was plotting. Being on pins and needles, she did not notice what was happening at the door.

After seeing her face clearly, Wyatt's face turned another shade darker. In an instant, all the innocent and beautiful feelings swirling in his heart changed their flavor. After a few days of calmness, the lake in his heart stirred with horrifying waves. He could no longer hold it in and was plunged into a mess.

It was her?

How could it be her?

Why was it her again?

A feeling of falling into her setup trap and having nowhere to escape deeply enveloped him whole. His gaze seemed to be attached to her. Looking at the dancing crowd and the glaring embrace, Wyatt clenched his fists and turned around, seething. Swinging his hand off, he strode away.

What bad luck! Why did he look around for no reason?

Why did he look at what he shouldn't but not what he should instead!

When he left, Wyatt's face was gloomy to the core.

On the dance floor, it was probably the most heart-rending part of Waverly's dance. She was afraid that Quill harbored a bad idea to make a fool out of herself, so it was the first time she wanted nothing more than for the music to be changed.

Panicking, Waverly stepped on Quill several times as her mind flashed with the idea of giving up. As she turned around, her feet knocked against his once more. Although she hurriedly withdrew her feet, she instinctively raised her head to apologize.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

She didn't mean it!

When she saw that there was not a response from Quill, the last words disappeared at the tip of her tongue as her body tensed.

It was the first time that they got so close to each other. Others said that dance was considered to be a language, an action language. Quill mastered all types of dances well. There was a reason behind its purpose. It was for Raynee, for the sake of sharing the same language with her, for more contact with her, and to win her favor!

Unfortunately, he could not manage to defeat Wyatt even if he did it all for Raynee's sake!

In the usual sense, he felt that he should be hating the woman before him, but for some reason, Quill felt a spark of wonderful and special feelings in his heart after the dance. He could sense her nervousness and sincerity. Although she had stepped on his feet more than once, Quill didn't feel the slightest sense of uncomfortableness, let alone anger or anything else, wondering if it was a result of his appreciation and admiration for her having the same dancing interest or having been conquered by her agile dance. His gaze was clearly mixed with other emotions.