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overtake her. She didn’t want to do this, but it was best for the both of them at this time in their careers or lack thereof. “Hi Daniel.”
     
    “Hi Cara,” he answered slowly, his expression wary. “Why do I feel like this isn’t just another dinner with you?”
     
    “Daniel, I’m sorry but I can’t see you anymore,” she said softly, the crack in her voice belying the coldness of her words.
     
    Daniel just stared at her, anger and hurt flaring in his eyes that she wished she hadn’t caused. “I don’t want to hurt you but you have the tour coming up and I have my life to figure out so I think it would be better if we went our separate ways.”
     
    “I think you are full of BS myself, Cara. Do you want to do this?”
     
    Cara flinched at the harshness of his words, clasping her hands together to keep them from shaking. “You know I don’t want to but it’s the right thing to do at this time.”
     
    Daniel swore and ran a hand over his face, looking as bad as Cara felt. She hated that he was hurting because of her. Instead of leaving, Daniel finally looked at Cara with an indescribable expression on his face. “I know why you are doing this, Cara, and I don’t agree with it. The tour, it’s just a tour. It’s not my career hanging on the line.”
     
    “It’s an opportunity of a lifetime,” she cried out softly, hating the fact that he was even thinking about making a foolish decision.
     
    “This is an opportunity of a lifetime,” Daniel interrupted. “I feel things with you I have never felt with anyone before. If you do not feel the same, then tell me and put me out of my misery but do not use the tour as an excuse, Cara.”
     
    “I will just hold you back,” she whispered as he pushed a paper across the table. She felt sick at having to dump him but this was for the best for both of them at this moment.
     
    “Just look at this, Cara, and then you can make your final decision.”
     

Chapter 7
     
    “What is this?” she asked softly, looking down at the red-circled advertisement.
     
    “It’s a competition,” Daniel explained as Cara skimmed over the words halfheartedly. “A dance competition. After we talked about your future I did some searching. I don’t want you to give up on your dream, Cara, and I sure as hell don’t want you to leave the city. This is the answer to all of your problems.”
     
    Surprised, Cara read into the advertisement a bit more, wondering how on earth this could get her out of the situation she was currently in.
     
    Attention All Dancers,
     
    Do you think you have what it takes to earn the title of ‘America’s Best Dancer’? We are looking for enthusiastic, energetic, dancing professionals in both street and stage to compete for top prizes in a nationally televised competition.
     
    There was a website to visit for the auditions and requirements plus more information. Cara read the advertisement again, remembering a few of her friends watching the show and discussing who had left and who was still in the running for the prize money.
     
    “I’ve already gone to the website, Cara,” Daniel continued, an edge of excitement in his voice. “They are looking for couples this time and the money, well, it’s $100,000 this time. Just think what that will provide for you, not to mention the top 12 tour if we make it that far.” He then reached across the table and laid his hand on hers, forcing her to meet his eyes. “This is what you needed, Cara, this is the big break that could open a wealth of doors for you if your name goes viral.”
     
    “But, but this is a couples competition,” Cara stuttered, her mind now whirling with possibilities. Could she do this? The publicity of being on TV was on a larger, grander scale than any tour or production could be. The cash money was just an added bonus. Winning the competition would relieve the stress for a few months, even provide a better living situation but most importantly, it would keep her