She started out playing it cool, thinking CJ would immediately ask her to dance. However, when yet another dance started and he passed her by with no more than a wink, she began to feel a bit perturbed.
I'm a wallflower. Standing by a beautifully inlaid wood wall of the ballroom in Waring House, but a wallflower nonetheless.
Had she grown warts on her nose since the waltzing started? Missed a piece of salad between her teeth from dinner? Had her deodorant given out?
Discreetly, Phoenix checked out the possible offenses. She took a quick glance in one of the gilded mirrors placed strategically around the room to reflect the twirling dancers. Stretched her arms upward with quick sniff to the side.
Nope. Everything seemed normal.
"What are you doing?" CJ stood in front of her, curiosity in his eyes.
"Ah...practicing my dance moves," Phoenix said. "I used to be a disco queen."
CJ lifted an eyebrow. "Unless my math is really bad, you're too young to be a disco queen. But would you like to
Phoenix almost refused just to be contrary. But she so wanted CJ to hold her in his arms. So with what she hoped was casual indifference, she said, "I believe I have room on my dance card for perhaps one waltz."
CJ grinned and twirled Phoenix onto the dance floor. After a few basic box steps, he turned and swept her into a graceful swirl. Phoenix followed as if drawn by a magnet.
Staring into her eyes, he back-stepped and turned. She followed flawlessly. Another turn and a swoop. A swirl and another. A backstep and CJ twirled Phoenix away from him and under his arm. Swirls and dips round and round left her breathless. Wanting more than a dance. Wanting...
I'm an optimist whose rose-colored glasses have bent frames and
cracked lenses. When life kicks me in the teeth, I find miracles and lessons I
refused to learn an easier way. In fact, I live with a small herd of miracles in
the furry forms of dogs, who are constantly trying to teach me to forgive, to
play more, and to love without limits. I write about people who find courage and
integrity in the darkest times of their lives, who rescue stray dogs and
kittens, who find a person they would willingly give their lives for, and who
make their little corners of the world a better place. People have remarked my
stories "aren't what they expected." With rose-colored glasses firmly in place,
I take that as a compliment. I invite you to share a piece of my world in the
pages of a book, and hope you find some surprises, some tears, some laughter,
and always a happy ending.
My Web site: http://www.GenieGabriel.com
My blog: http://oshealegacyseries.blogspot.com