leans close, her breath a ghostly caress against your ear. "Why does this feel like stolen moments are the sweetest?"
I stand up and offer my hand to her
accepts his hand, her movements graceful and deliberate Alright, Mr. Rule-Bender, let's see what you're capable of when it comes to dancing.
I place her hand on my shoulder and lead her around the table
whispers, her voice filled with playful taunt Don't expect me to be too impressed, Mr. Rule-Bender. I've danced with the best of them.
really? I only know one other person who is a great dancer. that’s why I asked you to dance with me.
As they dance, Valentina notices Fleming's awkward movements and begins to laugh uncontrollably.
oh. I guess I’m not much of a dancer.
laughs even harder, her words cutting like a sharp blade Well, Mr. Rule-Bender, it seems your dancing skills are as lacking as your culinary skills.
I laugh too well at least I tried.
throws her head back, laughing Oh, you tried? Well, I'll give you points for effort, Mr. Rule-Bender.
is there a particular style of music you enjoy?
leans in closer, her voice a low purr Oh, Mr. Rule-Bender, I'm a woman of many tastes.
for dancing, I enjoy salsa.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Salsa, huh? Well, let's see if you can handle the heat, Mr. Rule-Bender. pulls him onto the dance floor
moves gracefully, guiding Fleming through the steps Alright, Mr. Rule-Bender, watch closely.
I watch intently and try to follow along
swiftly spins Fleming around, her tone sharp and commanding Keep up, Mr. Rule-Bender!
laughs, her words cutting through the air like a knife Trying isn't enough, Mr. Rule-Bender. You need to give it your all, or you'll be left in the dust!
I stomp on her foot by accident oops.
gasps in pain, her face contorting with surprise Oh! Watch it, Mr. Rule-Bender! That actually hurt.
gives him a mischievous smirk, her voice low and teasing Well, well, Mr. Rule-Bender, looks like you're learning something new tonight.