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agreement, although I would have had no idea
    whether it was really all right or not. The room was outfitted with a ballet barre, wall-to-wall
    mirrors, and a stereo system in the far right corner.
    “Well, I’ll leave you to it. If you need me for anything else, please feel free to ask.”
    AJ nodded. “Thank you.” After Molly closed the door behind her, he rubbed his palms together.
    “All right. Let the lesson begin!”
    I eyed him warily. “I don’t know if this is such a good idea.”
    “Why not?”
    “I’ve never been the dancer girl type.”
    “And exactly what type are you?” AJ asked, leaning back against the barre.
    “The athletic type. I lettered in soccer and volleyball in high school—I wasn’t too bad in
    basketball either.”
    “Hmm, I never imagined you being all Sporty Spice.”
    I laughed. “Sorry, but that’s me. My late grandmother never liked me playing sports. She didn’t
    think it was lady-like, so she started me out in ballet when I was five. But I seriously sucked. I think it
    was after my first recital that she decided maybe I wasn’t going to become a ballerina.” Catching
    AJ’s amused expression, I pinched my lips shut. For some reason, my brain and mouth didn’t seem to
    be communicating with each other when I was around AJ. I couldn’t help speaking more freely with
    him than I have done with a member of the opposite sex for a long, long time. Well, excluding Dee
    and the male members of my family. Everything about AJ screamed that I should be uber
    uncomfortable around him—considering the whole fame, fortune, and good-looking thing. I couldn’t
    imagine why in the hell I felt so comfortable around him to do that.
    “It doesn’t matter if you were a dance school dropout. There’s no plies or leaps involved with the
    waltz, so I think we’re safe.”
    “Famous last words,” I grumbled.
    AJ walked over to the stereo system and grabbed a remote. After flicking through a few choices, he
    decided on one. Taking the remote with him, he made his way back over to me. Grabbing my hand, he
    dragged me closer to the wall of mirrors. “First, I’ll show you how to do the steps on your own, and
    then we’ll put it together, okay?”
    “Whatever you say, Master.”
    “Ooh, I kinda like you calling me that. Very kinky.”
    I rolled my eyes. “Get on with it.”
    “Okay, so here’s what you’re going to do. First, go back with your left foot.” Once I stepped back,
    AJ commanded, “Now bring your right foot to the side.” “Now bring the left one together.” He
    motioned to my image in the mirror. “Okay, try it, and let me see.”
    Trying not to break a sweat with my concentration, I repeated the steps AJ had taught me. “Good.
    You’re a fast learner.”
    “Thank you.”
    “Ready to try it together?”
    “Sure.”
    AJ clasped one of my hands in his, bringing our arms out straight out. Then he brought his other
    hand to rest to the side of my shoulder blade. When my gaze locked with his, he winked. “As much as
    I’d like to get extra close and personal with you right now, you’re just going to put your other arm on
    my shoulder.”
    “Oh, you mean we’re not going to be doing the Down and Dirty Waltz?”
    “That’s for later.”
    I grinned. “Whatever.”
    “All right. Let’s do this.”
    The moment AJ brought his foot forward, I forgot about stepping back, and instead, I brought the
    heel of my pump down on his toes. “Fuck!” he cried, breaking our embrace.
    “Oh God, I’m sorry.”
    With a grimace, he shook his head. “It’s okay.”
    “You sure?”
    “Mia, I’d be a real pussy if a little high heel to toe action took me out, don’t you think?”
    I laughed. “I guess.”
    “Let’s go again.” His arms came around me, and I clasped my palm in his. “Remember, step back.”
    “Got it.”
    The next time I managed to execute the entire step perfectly. “Nice job, cariño,” he complimented.
    “Thanks.”
    “Think we can try it