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Chapter 6:
I was in the studio putting on the first song she walked in on before which was ballet. Is a slow song okay? Maybe I should put rumba in? I shrugged at the thought. She walked in a few minutes later. She was wearing a violet and black stripped shirt and dress up black pants with violet heels. I nodded to myself. She looked better than she did before.
She smiled at me. “I missed you.”
I stayed quiet and nodded.
“You look beautiful.”
“You look better than beautiful” her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
The music turned to rumba; it was the song I decided to teach her how to do basic moves on. She smiled and held out her hands.
“Let’s dance. Go with the flow. Things are starting to fast. I like it but like you said you are engaged and I don’t want to mess that up.”
I nodded, clicking the song back to the beginning and lifted my arms up and held her hands for a brief moment then went into the rumba position. My right hand on her shoulder blade while her right hand is on my shoulder slightly and her arm is above mine. I’m holding her left hand with my left hand in the air.
I took her around the room from what she knew.
“Do you want me to teach you something else?”
“Well there is more than just a box and rock steps. Turns?”
I nodded. “That is called the under arm turn. Now there is no lifts in the Rumba. The lady has to have one foot on the ground at one time.” We flowed with the music. That’s when she moved her hands to my cheeks and kissed me right on the lips. I didn’t move at first. I didn’t know what to do. Then I hit me. She was kissing me and I was kissing her back. I knew I shouldn’t be. And I knew it was going fast and I knew it was wrong. But, I liked it.

What seemed like forever was just a minute. I pulled away and without a word she turned and left. I shrugged, grabbed my stuff and left.

--
I woke up to my phone beeping. I turned to ignore it but I realized Jared was not there. I got up to check my phone and get coffee before heading to the studio.

Two text messages

Jared: I left to see what my mom wanted. I didn’t want to wake you. Have a good day. I love you
Me: I love you too.
--
Luciana: I’m sorry I left like that.
Me: It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. Have a good day.
Luciana: I miss you.
--

I ignored the text. If she cared she wouldn’t have left, wouldn’t have kissed me. I was dumb to even kiss her that first time. It was wrong. I was hurting Jared. I stood up. Maybe a little bit too fast. I ran into the bathroom and threw up. I needed to stop with her, I need to be loyal and not cheat. I sat next to the toilet shocking my head. I was so dumb. She was so pretty though. I don’t know what I was going to do. I leaned over and threw up again, tears running down my face.
I looked at the time. 12:30. I wiped up the mess I made. Put makeup on my face and smiled in the mirror. Tried to think of an excuse not to go to the studio knowing I was going to see her. I shook my head. Either way I’ll run into her, in or out of the studio.
I packed my shoes, changed my clothes and stepped outside. It was a beautiful, sunny day. The air was warm.
--
I sat on the floor of the studio room. I felt depressed. I was hurting Jared, I was hurting her, and myself. I frowned.
Music started playing. I must been out of it so long I didn’t see her come in.
“I don’t know what is going on but you look like shit.”
“It’s my thoughts. I don’t know what to do.”
She walked up to me and sat.
“Do you wanna talk about it?”
“If I think about it I’ll throw up.” I half smiled at her. Her eyes were a light color of brown. She took my hands in hers.
“Then let’s not talk about it and just dance”

Description
Chapter 6:
I was in the studio putting on the first song she walked in on before which was ballet. Is a slow song okay? Maybe I should put rumba in? I shrugged at the thought. She walked in a few minutes later. She was wearing a violet and black stripped shirt and dress up black pants with violet heels. I nodded to myself. She looked better than she did before.
She smiled at me. “I missed you.”
I stayed quiet and nodded.
“You look beautiful.”
“You look better than beautiful” her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
The music turned to rumba; it was the song I decided to teach her how to do basic moves on. She smiled and held out her hands.
“Let’s dance. Go with the flow. Things are starting to fast. I like it but like you said you are engaged and I don’t want to mess that up.”
I nodded, clicking the song back to the beginning and lifted my arms up and held her hands for a brief moment then went into the rumba position. My right hand on her shoulder blade while her right hand is on my shoulder slightly and her arm is above mine. I’m holding her left hand with my left hand in the air.
I took her around the room from what she knew.
“Do you want me to teach you something else?”
“Well there is more than just a box and rock steps. Turns?”
I nodded. “That is called the under arm turn. Now there is no lifts in the Rumba. The lady has to have one foot on the ground at one time.” We flowed with the music. That’s when she moved her hands to my cheeks and kissed me right on the lips. I didn’t move at first. I didn’t know what to do. Then I hit me. She was kissing me and I was kissing her back. I knew I shouldn’t be. And I knew it was going fast and I knew it was wrong. But, I liked it.

What seemed like forever was just a minute. I pulled away and without a word she turned and left. I shrugged, grabbed my stuff and left.

--
I woke up to my phone beeping. I turned to ignore it but I realized Jared was not there. I got up to check my phone and get coffee before heading to the studio.

Two text messages

Jared: I left to see what my mom wanted. I didn’t want to wake you. Have a good day. I love you
Me: I love you too.
--
Luciana: I’m sorry I left like that.
Me: It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. Have a good day.
Luciana: I miss you.
--

I ignored the text. If she cared she wouldn’t have left, wouldn’t have kissed me. I was dumb to even kiss her that first time. It was wrong. I was hurting Jared. I stood up. Maybe a little bit too fast. I ran into the bathroom and threw up. I needed to stop with her, I need to be loyal and not cheat. I sat next to the toilet shocking my head. I was so dumb. She was so pretty though. I don’t know what I was going to do. I leaned over and threw up again, tears running down my face.
I looked at the time. 12:30. I wiped up the mess I made. Put makeup on my face and smiled in the mirror. Tried to think of an excuse not to go to the studio knowing I was going to see her. I shook my head. Either way I’ll run into her, in or out of the studio.
I packed my shoes, changed my clothes and stepped outside. It was a beautiful, sunny day. The air was warm.
--
I sat on the floor of the studio room. I felt depressed. I was hurting Jared, I was hurting her, and myself. I frowned.
Music started playing. I must been out of it so long I didn’t see her come in.
“I don’t know what is going on but you look like shit.”
“It’s my thoughts. I don’t know what to do.”
She walked up to me and sat.
“Do you wanna talk about it?”
“If I think about it I’ll throw up.” I half smiled at her. Her eyes were a light color of brown. She took my hands in hers.
“Then let’s not talk about it and just dance”