Tally glanced around the ballroom, feeling the weight of countless eyes upon them. Ryan hadn’t brought a date, and she had recently ended things with Blake.

Tally couldn’t help but worry. “Well, I should probably let you socialize, Ryan,” she said, preparing to leave.

However, Ryan gently placed his hand on her waist, keeping her by his side. “Why do you care about what others think?” he asked, noticing the same judgmental looks she did. “We’re just standing here talking. ...