Chapter 78

Layla’s POV

The said colonel bowed as he presented his hand to me. Taking his hand and letting him drag me away like I was some property owned and borrowed whenever I watched Logan’s eyes as they watched me disappear before turning to face Nigel.

I did not know why Logan had agreed for me to dance with this stranger at the side of the room where he could not keep his eyes on me. Did he suddenly trust me so much?

But right now, I was more concerned about this pot-belly man who seemed to watch my body than my face as we stopped right next to the couples dancing to the slow music in the background. Colonel, my arse.

He placed his big hands on my waist while I placed mine on his arm and the nape of his neck before slowly joining the dance. I tried to look anywhere but his face, but that was impossible as we were both of the same height. With the help of my high heels, I was almost a hair taller than him.

“You do not look like you are from a