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gave her a sexy grin as he said, "Be that as it may, my mother and your grandmother would skin me alive if I let a lady pay. Besides, hopefully the next time we go out like this it will be a date."
    "'Next time'?" she asked. "You think there will be a next time?"
    "I have no doubt," he said. "I thought I made my intentions very clear back at my apartment, where you're concerned."
    Suddenly feeling incredibly bold, Julie gave Dylan a saucy little grin of her own as she said, "Why don't you refresh my memory?"
    Before she could take her next breath, Dylan reached out, grabbed Julie's waist and hauled her against him as his lips came crashing down against hers.
    All of Julie's thoughts scattered and she found herself wrapping her arms around his neck. Finally after what seemed like forever, yet not long enough, Dylan pulled away. He slowly released her from his arms and she slid back into her car, hoping he didn't notice how wobbly her knees were.
    "I'll see you soon," he promised, then he closed the door and stepped back so he wouldn't be in the way as she drove off.
    She rolled her window down and cleared her throat, before asking, "Do you want a ride back to your place?"
    "No," he said smiling. "It's a rather nice night, I think I'll walk."
    Then she watched as he turned and sauntered down the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets.
    If she didn't know how he'd felt about her before, she certainly knew now after that kiss.
    As she backed out and began her drive home, she discovered that she was actually looking forward to seeing Dylan again soon.

 
     
    Chapter 7
     
    Julie sat behind the counter off to the side of the studio, absently watching her grandmother teach an adult ballroom class. Her mind wasn't all there though, since she was thinking of Dylan and the kiss he'd surprised her with after the dinner they'd shared. It had been several days, yet every time she closed her eyes it felt like he was kissing her right then.
    Her lips tingled at the thought.
    Her grandmother's words brought Julie back to the present.
    "Now, normally I have my granddaughter, Julia, present how the waltz should look. Unfortunately, my male student teacher Emilio is out sick today so I guess..."
    Dottie's voice trailed off and her face broke into a smile. Julie looked out the storefront window to see who her grandmother was smiling at and beckoning into the studio and nearly gasped when Dylan walked in. Dottie told the class she would be right back and made her way over to Dylan, who was making his way over to Julie.
    "Dylan! You walked by just in time, querido !"
    "What can I do for you Miss Dottie?" Dylan said, grinning at both women.
    Dottie took one of Dylan's hands and one of Julie's and pulled them toward the students.
    "Julie needs a partner to show the class how to waltz."
    Both Julie and Dylan stopped in their tracks.
    "Miss Dottie," Dylan started, "You know I'd do anything for you bu t– "
    "He can't dance, 'Lita ," Julie said, cutting off whatever Dylan was going to say.
    Dottie looked from Julie to Dylan, then waved her hand. "Nonsense! He's a natural. Always has been."
    Without giving them a chance to argue, Dottie turned and made her way to the stereo.
    Julie turned to Dylan with an apologetic look on her face as the music started.
    "I'm so sorry that she's putting you on the spot like this... I– "
    Her words were lost as Dylan took her hand, spun her to him and then placed one hand on the small of her back, while holding the other hand with his in the perfect stance to begin a waltz.
    Julie looked up at him with a shocked look on his face. There was no way he just knew how to do that. His frame was too correct.
    "I knew you could dance," she said, with a gleam in his eye.
    He pulled her a little closer to his body before he pressed his mouth to her ear and said in a whisper, "I never said I couldn't dance...I said I don't dance."
    And then he was leading her around the dance studio, waltzing with her. She looked up at him and