SERAPHINA’S POV
I should have said no.
No, what I should have done was turn around and walk right out the door the moment I laid eyes on Kieran on the stage.
But whatever it was, whatever damn invisible thread that still seemed to exist between me and my ex-husband had pulled, and I hadn’t resisted as hard as I should have.
I’d stayed, I’d played silly little games with him. I’d let his voice guide me through the last challenge.
Worst of all—I’d enjoyed every fucking minute.
And now—the consequences of my actions: a gorgeous necklace (that I hated to admit rivalled the one Lucian had given me.) And a dance.
I took an instinctive step back. I shouldn’t have been here in the first place.
I should’ve been anywhere but in a bar with my ex-husband, contemplating fucking dancing with him.
I needed to leave, right now. Go home and prepare for the final challenge.
