They may be friends, but she has no idea that he’s been mesmerized by her over the last few years. The way she moves on the dance floor… her grace… her beauty. He’s wanted nothing more than to make her his, but there’s one problem. She’s with a man who has very little respect for her, and she’s blind to it.
Her ex broke her heart into a million pieces, leaving her shattered and wondering if she could ever retake the stage. Now, it’s time to go back, but she’ll never dance with a partner again. That is until she’s told she’ll be dancing her friend Bentley. Despite her wishes, she’s pushed into another partner routine. Her instructor told her it’s for her own good, but she doesn’t believe it.
Bentley and Jade are magic together on the dance floor, and she knows it. Their magic leads to a connection she never thought possible. She’s only just left the man, she thought she’d love forever. Can she move on? Can she admit the feelings she has for Bentley? Will they finish this dance?
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Ah, so she was watching me. I wonder what is going through that pretty little head of hers. “Nothing much. Aaron was thanking us for offering to work with him and Julie. He’s nervous. If we can’t help them loosen up, he’ll lose his seat on the team.”
“He’ll be fine.” She brushes it off.
“I agree, and that’s what I told him.” We continue to move to the music, but our movements are a bit off as we get lost in our conversation.
“What were you girls talking about?” I stare into her eyes, hoping to get a glimpse of that interest Aaron was referring to.
She laughs. “You.” She pokes me in the chest.
“Me?” That surprised me but thrills me at the same time.
She nods. “You.” She spins around.
“Dare I ask what about?”
She stops dancing and fans her face. “I’m hot, wanna get a drink?” I guess I’m not going to hear what she was talking about.
“Sure.” We walk back toward the house together to grab something to drink. Destiny stocks the coolers with tons of liquor options. She has mini bottles of wine, wine coolers, beer, hard tea, and so on. We’ve all tried to kick in for the parties, but she never allows us too. She hasn’t come out and said it but has hinted that her parents left her very well off.
“I’ll grab us drinks. You grab us some seats.” She offers.
I walk over to a quieter area and grab us two empty chairs. I’m really hoping to get her to open up. Jade and I have known each other a while, but Jade is not one to talk freely with anyone anymore.
“Here.” She hands me a beer. “You know, if you keep drinking beer, your six-pack abs are going to disappear,” she says with amusement.
I laugh. “You’ve noticed my abs?”
She rolls her eyes and takes the seat next to me. “Bentley, let’s be real, I’m not dead. I still see men.” She takes a sip of her drink.
“It’s the part about you seeing me that I’m interested in.” I take a pull from my beer. I work out hard for my abs. Between dance and my community gym, there’s no way I’m losing my abs to a couple of beers.
She leans back in her lounge chair, crossing her long, lean legs at her ankles as she sips on her spiked seltzer. I never realized how much I noticed her until she became single, and I made it my mission to make her mine.
“Bentley, I want to move on, but when you’ve been hurt the way I have, it’s hard to trust.” She glances over at me.
I inch our chairs a bit closer to keep our conversation private. Leaning forward, I rest my elbows on my knees. “I’m sure it is, but what if I told you I was willing to earn that trust?”
She sighs. “I’d say, I need to think about it.” She glances over at me. “I swore off dancers five months ago and now…”
“Jade,” I say her name, stopping her from going further. “It’s not dancers you have to watch for, some men just suck. They are pussies and can’t admit when things aren’t working out for them.”
She nods, watching the waves crash upon the shore. “It’s all over the studio that we’re going to end up a couple because of the connection we have when we dance.” There’s uncertainty in her voice.
“Do you deny the connection?” I’m not sure she can. It’s obvious.
She grins. “No, there’s no denying that.” She sits up and turns in her chair, our legs intertwined, and she looks me in the eye. “The problem is dancing is my escape. I leave everything out on that dance floor, my heart, and soul.” She shakes her head. “I’m not sure I can handle being hurt by another dance partner.”
Alison has a love for reading, writing and Taekwondo. After a few years of taking class, her son asked her to join with him and so she did. They take class and compete in tournaments together. This is the only place he out ranks her.
Though Alison has written many stories, she is most known for her Club Thrive series, Shattered Souls and A Coach’s Love. She has a love for writing strong females and close friends. She’s also known for intertwining her characters throughout a series.