Dance Move Theft

“You know, you’re a halfway decent dancer.”

“I’m a lousy dancer,” Jace said panting, tapping a finger to the side of his head. “But that fellow over there, in the black and green? He’s an excellent dancer.”

Liliana’s jaw dropped, and then she laughed. “Why, ‘Darrim,’ are you trying to impress me?”

“Only if it’s working.” Then, “Liliana, I really am sorry.”

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Agents of Artifice, Chapter 20