swimsuit."
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"Good evening, and welcome to the first salsa night."
Julie stood on the raised stage in front of a few couples on the dance floor at the cantina she'd eaten dinner with Dylan at awhile ago. The dance floor was tucked off in a corner where they wouldn't bother diners.
"Tonight I'm going to teach a few basic steps and we're just going to have some fun tonight. If you decide afterward that you're interested in taking more in-depth lessons, there is a sign up sheet for our dance studio, Dottie's, which is right within walking distance from here."
She looked around surprised, but pleased at the eager faces awaiting her instructions.
"Now, in order for me to properly show you all the steps, I'm going to need a partner. You sir! Sitting over there."
Dylan looked up with wide eyes.
"Yes, you. Would you mind being my partner tonight?"
He stood slowly and undid the button on his jacket before removing it from his broad shoulders. He sauntered over to stand in front of her, then wrapped his strong arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. He leaned down and her body responded instantly to the feel of his breath fanning against her cheek.
"I wouldn't mind being your partner every single night...and day..."
Her heart began to race, feeling like he meant more than just dance partners.
"Let's start with the proper frame," she called out trying to keep the tremble out of her voice.
They spent the next hour going over dance moves, and practicing them. She was excited when all of the couples signed up for more lessons.
"And please join us at our grand reopening next weekend. It's going to be lots of fun, and we are also holding a raffle for a free month of lessons."
"Can you show us what the dance will look like? Like an actual routine," a woman called out.
"Oh," Julie said, caught off guard by the request. She looked at Dylan. "We...uh, we don't have a routine, bu t– "
"We can freestyle it, like we did with the other dances," Dylan said confidently. "I still remember enough."
"Okay then." Julie smiled and hit play on the remote.
The music began and Julie and Dylan began to perform for the crowd. Their feet shuffled back and forth and side to side, as the congas and trumpets blasted through the speakers. He even spun her around several times and dipped her body sensuously before pulling up against his body to do a few more salsa moves.
As always, when they danced together it was fun and easy. She laughed heartily through the entire routine, but she also felt aroused. The music ended, but they didn't release each other, until the sound of applause caught their attention. He winked at her then spun her out of his arms, where she took a bow. When she stood she noticed that quite a few more patrons had made their way over to the dance floor to watch the two of them.
"Looks like you may have attracted a few more interests in the studio," Dylan said, with a smile.
"Yeah...looks that way."
He'd been right, they hadn't even had the grand reopening yet, but things were already turning around.
And it was all thanks to this man, that she was undeniably and unequivocally in love with.
Chapter 17
Early Saturday morning Julie found herself with Dylan, as they sped down the freeway toward the marina. After he parked, he grabbed their bags out of the truck. She was eager and also nervous as they walked hand in hand.
"This is it," Dylan said, stopping in front of a massive boat.
" This is your boat?" she asked in awe.
"Yep, this is it."
"It's...bigger than I would have thought."
"Too pretentious?" he asked, with a grin.
She remembered him asking her that the first time she'd ridden with him in his car.
She smiled as she said, "Again, maybe for anyone else, but not for you."
She'd figured out why. Dylan was successful, and he enjoyed the finer things. But he was humble and he didn't flaunt or boast about all of his money or
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"Good evening, and welcome to the first salsa night."
Julie stood on the raised stage in front of a few couples on the dance floor at the cantina she'd eaten dinner with Dylan at awhile ago. The dance floor was tucked off in a corner where they wouldn't bother diners.
"Tonight I'm going to teach a few basic steps and we're just going to have some fun tonight. If you decide afterward that you're interested in taking more in-depth lessons, there is a sign up sheet for our dance studio, Dottie's, which is right within walking distance from here."
She looked around surprised, but pleased at the eager faces awaiting her instructions.
"Now, in order for me to properly show you all the steps, I'm going to need a partner. You sir! Sitting over there."
Dylan looked up with wide eyes.
"Yes, you. Would you mind being my partner tonight?"
He stood slowly and undid the button on his jacket before removing it from his broad shoulders. He sauntered over to stand in front of her, then wrapped his strong arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. He leaned down and her body responded instantly to the feel of his breath fanning against her cheek.
"I wouldn't mind being your partner every single night...and day..."
Her heart began to race, feeling like he meant more than just dance partners.
"Let's start with the proper frame," she called out trying to keep the tremble out of her voice.
They spent the next hour going over dance moves, and practicing them. She was excited when all of the couples signed up for more lessons.
"And please join us at our grand reopening next weekend. It's going to be lots of fun, and we are also holding a raffle for a free month of lessons."
"Can you show us what the dance will look like? Like an actual routine," a woman called out.
"Oh," Julie said, caught off guard by the request. She looked at Dylan. "We...uh, we don't have a routine, bu t– "
"We can freestyle it, like we did with the other dances," Dylan said confidently. "I still remember enough."
"Okay then." Julie smiled and hit play on the remote.
The music began and Julie and Dylan began to perform for the crowd. Their feet shuffled back and forth and side to side, as the congas and trumpets blasted through the speakers. He even spun her around several times and dipped her body sensuously before pulling up against his body to do a few more salsa moves.
As always, when they danced together it was fun and easy. She laughed heartily through the entire routine, but she also felt aroused. The music ended, but they didn't release each other, until the sound of applause caught their attention. He winked at her then spun her out of his arms, where she took a bow. When she stood she noticed that quite a few more patrons had made their way over to the dance floor to watch the two of them.
"Looks like you may have attracted a few more interests in the studio," Dylan said, with a smile.
"Yeah...looks that way."
He'd been right, they hadn't even had the grand reopening yet, but things were already turning around.
And it was all thanks to this man, that she was undeniably and unequivocally in love with.
Chapter 17
Early Saturday morning Julie found herself with Dylan, as they sped down the freeway toward the marina. After he parked, he grabbed their bags out of the truck. She was eager and also nervous as they walked hand in hand.
"This is it," Dylan said, stopping in front of a massive boat.
" This is your boat?" she asked in awe.
"Yep, this is it."
"It's...bigger than I would have thought."
"Too pretentious?" he asked, with a grin.
She remembered him asking her that the first time she'd ridden with him in his car.
She smiled as she said, "Again, maybe for anyone else, but not for you."
She'd figured out why. Dylan was successful, and he enjoyed the finer things. But he was humble and he didn't flaunt or boast about all of his money or
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