Slow Dancing by Stylo Fantome

Author:Stylo Fantome [Fantome, Stylo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BattleAxe Productions
Published: 2020-02-19T00:00:00+00:00

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“No,” Bob sawed his arms through the air. “No way. You're practically naked!”

Logan laughed, trying not to move her head as Honey shoved bobby pins into her hair.

“I literally wear less on stage in my show,” she pointed out.

“It's not the same! All that see-through shit! I'm telling you, we're going to lose fans over this. I'm trying to make a deal with Disney – do you think they'll want you after they see you in this get up?” he threatened. Logan wrinkled her nose.

“Disney, Bob? I'm almost twenty-six, I'm a little old for them.”

“Don't say your age out loud!”

“Well, I think she looks like an angel,” Honey interjected, placing the last bobby pin.

“What kind of angel runs around in see-through clothing? Jesus, I'm scared to think of what this dance is gonna look like,” Bob groaned. “I knew this was a mistake. I knew it. You don't even look like yourself, no one will know who you are!”

On the contrary – Logan looked more like herself than she'd looked in months. Gone were the pastel and neon wigs, the heavy eye makeup and dramatic lipstick. She was fresh faced, but in a grown up way. Highlighter shimmered on her cheeks, gloss on her lips, and a few well placed falsies made her big, blue eyes look even bigger. Even bluer.

Her thick, dark hair was cascading around her shoulders. Of course, dancing with it up was always easier, but it looked so pretty with all the lyrical movements they'd be doing, so she and Honey had decided to wear it down. There was a small row of braids around the crown of her head, with small sprigs of flowers pinned and tucked into the strands. She leaned close to her reflection, taking everything in.

I look like a fairy. Like some woodland nymph.

There was a knock at the door, then it creaked open. A TODAY Show production assistant peeked her head in and glanced around.

“Fifteen minutes,” she told them. “Your dancer is in an empty dressing room down the hall, he wanted to know if you'd like to run through some stuff.”

Bob groaned, but Logan smiled and stood up. They'd squeezed in one quick run-through that morning in her hotel room, but then had purposefully not practiced at all for the rest of the morning – there was such a thing as training too hard. The dance was perfect. But it would be nice to see Woods before going on stage with him.

“Thanks. Someone will come get us when it's time?” she asked. The girl nodded and looked down at a tablet in her hands.

“Yeah, there's a commercial break before, we'll come and have you set up on stage. Then it'll be a couple minutes, and a producer will cue you in. This way, please.”

Logan followed after the girl, and was surprised when Bob traipsed after her, too.

“You're not even wearing shoes,” he growled under his breath. Logan rolled her eyes.

“We're on a sound stage, not in Central Park. I don't need shoes for this dance,” she explained.

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