Page 39 of Royally Rebellious


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I flipped them, “Go check.”.

“Check what?”

“To see if the lights came on.”

“Oh, shit, yes!”

Rick raced out and returned. “We’re good.”

“Brilliant.”

I went to the ballroom, unsure what this was all about. Rick was on his phone.

“Glad I came down here to watch you stare at that thing.”

“You should get one.”

“What? So she can monitor it?”

“No,” Rick said. “So you can do fun things.”

He turned the volume up on his speaker and played music. It was some old music. Something classical.

“I am going to try to teach you how to waltz,” Rick said. “Now, I’m not the best dancer, but far from the worst. And I hope that as bright as you are, you’ll outclass me sooner than you know. It’s an olive branch. Are you game?”

“Sure,” I agreed, surprised. “You will not die of embarrassment?”

“Should I?”

“No,” I said. “Don’t men hate dancing?”

“I don’t. For one, it’s plenty fine. Two, you will get a kick out of it, and I stuck my foot in it. So, come on. Let me abscond from guilt.”

I took his extended hand. I was confused about what to do with the other.

“On the top of my arm,” he said.

I did as directed. Rick pulled me much closer than I bargained for, putting his hand on my back. I looked up, surprised.

“What? You must be close to dance a waltz. I don’t bite. I swear.”

I nodded like an idiot, staring up at his brown eyes. His expression was calm, pleasant, andnot at all grumpy. I loved his dimples. God, why must he have dimples? I was overwhelmed by how our bodies touched and the strong smell of his cologne. I worried my palms would get too sweaty. How was this allowable? It felt strangely intimate.

“You doin’ okay?”

I nodded again and squeaked. “Uh-huh.”

“Okay, so I lead, you follow. I go forward, you go back. You mirror me,” Rick said as if this were simple.

“Just follow you. Got it.”

Rick started. He stepped forward. I fell back, then forward as he fell back. I nearly tripped as he did something else. He caught me and pulled me back with him.

“So, it’s a change step. 1-2-3, change, 1-2-3. That’s it. And we just go around and round. We could do this all day. It’s not difficult.”

“I am far from good at this.”

“Practice makes perfect. You’ve never done it before. In my family, you’d have spent a decade learning to do it right. You’d be bored about now.”

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