Pointe, Shoots, and Scores by Carolyn Miller

Author:Carolyn Miller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carolyn Miller

Sunday

For a couple who weren’t a couple—yet—a samba was not a great dance. She should’ve tweaked it more, maybe toned down some of the movements to make sure he got it, but despite his impressive abs on show in that open shirt, she could tell they weren’t going to score well tonight.

Luc’s rhythm was off, and as she grasped his hand and did her-back-to-his-front samba shadow reverse rolls—one of the characteristic movements in this dance—she could sense his timing was behind by a half-beat, like he’d been stunned by her outfit and hadn’t quite caught up yet. It was revealing, and she really didn’t like how these spangled straps kept trying to slide off her shoulders.

Maybe it was more of a sexy dance than she’d realized. But it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her abs before, or that he hadn’t touched her bare waist. Maybe he was struggling with some of the moves because they’d admitted to wanting a relationship one day. He’d complained earlier this week in practice when she’d slid her hand to his hip then to his upper thigh. He’d thought that too sexy. She wondered what he’d say if they made it to next week and did the tango as they’d been allocated.

Still, the bounce and intricate rhythms, along with the high energy and performance, were things he needed to nail if they were to get through. He just needed to shift his head, so she could do this high kick as they’d planned. In three, two, one. “Now.”

He swerved, and she kicked high as his head shimmied away. She just missed his ear, then she swiveled to face the front to go into a whisk step then a splits lift sequence. He went to grasp her upper arms, missing, grabbing the top of her dress instead, right where the spangles were.

Time slowed, the spangled straps snapping, flinging off like a diamond whip as she completed the movement. No! But the show had to go on, including the last promenade sequence followed by a triple pirouette where she really hoped the fashion tape was working. This was a family-friendly show after all. She only had to complete the last spin, move into the last dip, then the jump and dive. Please Lord, let him catch me! A half-beat of wrong timing could lead to a bloody nose. She spun, saw his concentration as she jumped, and dived, and he caught her, mere inches from slamming into the floor. She glanced down. Her chest was still covered with fabric. And partly by his fingers. Oh no. That would definitely be a bad look. Although it could’ve been worse. Thank goodness the tape still worked.

The music ended, and he swung her up, hugging her, his face in her neck. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened there.”

She shook her head. “It’s okay. It’s over.” She hugged him harder. And unless there was a spectacular fail from one of the remaining couples, they’d just danced their last dance.

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