#Chapter 103: A Dance of Jealousy

On the dance floor, Nicholas placed his hand on my hip. I placed mine of his shoulder. The orchestra began to play, and Nicholas led me forward in a dance. His jaw was clenched and he wasn’t looking at me. Even compared to our previous dances, his movements now were stiff and unnatural. He was mad at me, unjustly, and knowing that made me equally mad at him. “You can’t keep me from talking with your brother,” I said. “You can’t dictate who I talk to at all.” Nicholas huffed a sharp breath, too full of distain to be a laugh. Then he glanced down at me and entirely dropped the façade of humor. “It’s inappropriate for you to leave in the middle of the celebration to run off and fuck my brother.” I missed a step and stumbled over my own feet. Nicholas’s firm grip was the only reason I stayed upright. “What?” I hissed. “Are you out of your mind?” “Don’t lie to me, Piper,” Nicholas hissed back. “You are always sneaking off with him. And then that night… Why else would you knock on hi