[Victor had no idea what to think of that formal invitation. Nor did he really know what to expect, but he decided to dress up. After all, a formal invitation like that suggested they were doing something a little fancier than usual. He found the address on the invitation, his eyes going wide when he walked into the ballroom. It felt like stepping back in time. He remembered so many evenings playing out in a ballroom just like this, him going through the motions of dancing with eligible women or talking with Gerhardt.
This was not going to be like those evenings at all. He wanted to dance with James. Speaking of James, Victor's eyes lit on him and felt his heart skip. James was always handsome, but damn]
Glad it did, or I would've missed this. You look gorgeous.
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This was not going to be like those evenings at all. He wanted to dance with James. Speaking of James, Victor's eyes lit on him and felt his heart skip. James was always handsome, but damn]
Glad it did, or I would've missed this. You look gorgeous.