Listening to the words is the only thing I can seem to do to take my mind off the way he is expertly moving me around, lost in his control and unable to do anything about it. Trying hard not to find anything in them to relate in any way and sway in time to the slow beat.

“There’s so much I want to say to you …” Arrick says quietly, so unexpectedly, as the song nears the end. My stomach turns over, glancing up instinctively and catching the sad look he is giving me, the way his ...