“Palm to Palm, Heart to Heart”chapter 12 of Spitfire is up on AO3! this one is a bit spe

“Palm to Palm, Heart to Heart”chapter 12 of Spitfire is up on AO3! this one is a bit special, it contains a songyou can support Spitfire and read chapters early at patreon.com/mayakernan excerpt from this chapter:The band shifts into a new song, this one faster still.  Feon clasps my hand firmly in his own and pulls me back onto the dance floor.  His feet move with speed and skill.  He slides and twists and shifts with a natural ease I’ve always envied.  He doesn’t drop my hand as we move, tying us together with the force of his grip.  He holds his head high and keeps his golden eyes locked on mine.  With our hands pressed together palm to palm, I can feel the furious jump of his pulse.  Our Bond sings, jealousy and pain and pride and love all tangled together.  “If you’re going to make me watch the two of you falling in love, the least you can do is save me a dance,” Feon says through gritted teeth.  There is a hardness in his golden eyes that I have not often seen directed my way.  Feon spins me away from him and it’s more than the dance that has me reeling.  He pulls me back in, closer than is polite.  His hand is tight around mine and his breath is hot on my neck.“I’m sorry,” I breathe, feeling a deep weakness in both my heart and my knees.“I hope she’s worth it,” he replies.  He stares up into my eyes, his face flushed becomingly.  Then he releases me and shoves me back before turning on his heel and fleeing into the crowd.Feon leaves me on the dance floor, a lone still figure in a sea of vigorously dancing bodies.  I don’t know how long it takes me to return to my wits, only that by the time I think to quit the dance floor, the song has ended.  I wade through the crowd, my head swimming and empty.  I feel like I should have a mess of thoughts careening through my mind, but all I can think about is the unshakable pressure of Feon’s hand in mine and the heat of Allene’s breath on my neck. -- source link

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