“Would you like to dance?” the stranger asked.

She looked at him, then at the rest of her surroundings. “I’m already dancing.”

Her brother nudged her side. “He means with him.”

The stranger was impossibly handsome, with eyes only for her. She frowned.

“No thanks. Try seducing someone else, fae. Come on, bro, let’s scram.”

They left the fae behind, with his impossibly good looks getting him nowhere.