Bab 7: Chapter 7

“Hi, Seth,” Dr. Logan said.

I turned and offered him my deer-in-the-headlight look. Or I was pretty sure that’s what I must look like. “Um, hey.”

He offered a brilliant smile to the rest of the table, then turned his gaze back to me. “Want to dance?”

I think my lungs seized right about then. Medance? With a guy? In public? I started to shake my head when I was betrayed.

“He’d love to,” Ruby said.

“Great,” he said, as though he’d received my confirmation instead of hers.

I don’t know why, but I pushed back from the table and stood and allowed myself to be led to the crowded dance floor. The strobe lights flashed multiple colors across the sweaty people and the song changed just as we stepped onto the floor to the Bee Gee’s You Should Be Dancing.I would have sworn it was some kind of conspiracy.

“Dr. Logan, I have two left feet,” I protested as he clutched my hand.

“It’s Casey. And so do I, so stop worrying.”