Re: Hayley Marshall/Elijah Mikaelson
He swept her into his arms with all the practiced grace that came from a thousand years spent in the highest society and the most cultured company. One hand held hers, the other arm encircling her slim torso, warm palm pressed against her back as he guided her around the floor.
"I was rather counting on your not refusing," he returned, a smile playing across his own lips in response.