surprise in her big green
irises when I raise our hands and set her into an east coast swing
barrel roll. The cutest giggle slips from her lips and the music
fades away. The other dancers are gone. All I can see and hear is
Kaylee.
I duck under her arm and do a twirl of
my own, taking my hat off and holding it to my chest.
When I’m facing her, I flip it onto my
head then wrap my hand around her waist and pull her close to me. I
slowly pick up the pace, triple stepping like no one’s business.
Kaylee meets my pace, her blond braids swinging as we go. My left
hand goes up and my right hand moves down, wrapping Kaylee in. I
hold her beside me longer than I should, but I’m not ready to spin
her out just yet. We triple step backward then rock step. Finally I
twirl her out and a breeze of cucumber melon engulfs me. Damn she
smells good.
Sweat beads on my forehead. My heart
is beating out of control.
And it is awesome.
“ I want you to dip me,”
Kaylee says, and I almost stop. What if I trip and fall and land
right on top of her? Oh man I’d never forgive myself. “Nate,” she
says, and I meet her eyes. She gives me a wicked grin and nods
once.
Okay… We’re doing this.
I think of all the YouTube videos I
watched after I told Kaylee I would do this. All the research is
about to pay off. I can do this. We can do this.
I nod back.
Walk, walk, triple step, triple step,
rock step, inside turn and dip. I run my hands up to just beneath
her shoulder blades and lunge to my left. Her arms wrap around my
shoulder and my gaze settles on hers.
Our breaths are in short gasps, chests
heaving with each exhale. My eyes linger on hers then drift to her
perfect pouty lips.
This is what dreams are made of. What
movies try to recreate. I have this beautiful girl in my arms, and
she’s holding on to me, staring at me as if she’s waiting. I lower
my head. I’m so close I can smell her strawberry lip-gloss, mere
inches away from tasting it. She sucks in a breath and angles her
head toward mine.
She wants this. Oh. My. God. She wants
this.
“ That is what I’m talking about.” Ava trots over to us and claps
her hands. “The chemistry.” She kisses her finger tips. “Mwah.
Perfection. You can’t create this chemistry. You either have it, or
you don’t. And these two definitely have it.”
I’m about to pull a disappearing act.
I was seconds away from kissing the girl of my dreams, and now Ava
is telling the class about our amazing chemistry. She’s so
over-the-moon excited you would think we just engaged in a
pornographic act or something.
Not that I’ve ever seen one. Okay,
maybe one. Ryan made me do it. Okay he didn’t physically force me
or anything, but when something like that pops up on your computer
screen you don’t exactly shield your eyes.
Ava steps in between me and Kaylee,
throwing her arms around us. I shake any inappropriate thoughts
from my head and focus on the dust bunny in the corner of the
room.
“ You guys just made my
night. I know you were just doing this as a surprise for Kaylee’s
dad, but you two have natural skills and amazing chemistry. A few
more classes and you can be ready to compete. Would you be
interested in something like that?”
“ Yes!”
“ Huh?” I say when Kaylee’s
word registers in my mind. “Compete?”
Ava squeezes my shoulder. “You don’t
have to decide now. Just something to think about.” She gives us a
smile and skips over to Mark, who just went right when he was
supposed to go left.
Kaylee takes my hand. A blond strand
falls loose from her braid and sticks to the glimmer of moisture on
her forehead. I want to reach out and push it off, but I can’t get
my other hand to move. “I think we should do it.”
“ Competition is like
big.”
“ I know!” Her face lights
up like the Vegas strip. So how the heck am I supposed to deny her
this?
“ We’ll have to practice
more. Which means we’ll have to spend more time together. A lot
more time
Dawn Pendleton, Magan Vernon