_KIMBERLY_"Yes, saute," I instructed. "Relax your bodies and bend at the knees slightly. If it's hard on the knees, do it slower and use the barres for support."I didn't expect the kids to have a hard time after having done arabesques pretty well the last time we met. Well, I should not put myself on a high horse because I also found sautes a bit difficult the first time I tried them.They are kids. They needed time and care and I had the patience; but most were straining themselves and it was worrisome. Sending children home with strained muscles and throbbing joints was not on my to-do list."Remember the fluid, relaxed movements talk we had earlier," I said  reminded."But we are not flexible enough," Whitney whined."You don't have to be flexible in ballet. It's an advantage but not a need. With enough practice, you'll be able to master the positions even though some of them need some degree of flexibility." I smiled

 _OLIVER_I stood in front of Kim's door with a bottle of wine and a bag of Chinese food in my hands. I didn't tell her that I was coming over nor did I tell her when I would arrive from my trip. Regardless of that, I hoped that this visit would not inconvenience her in any way. I rang the doorbell and waited nervously. It was already past 9pm and I figured that she must have been sleeping or preparing for bed. After a few minutes, the door opened and Kim stepped out. She was in a long, light pink rob and her hair fell down her right shoulder in thick, wet waves.Her eyes widened at the sight of me. "Oliver," she said with an amused smile. "You should've warned me. I'm just from taking a shower.""Surprise?" I said, more like asked, with a chuckle and her eyes dropped to the bottle of wine and the food in my hands. "I hope you haven't eaten yet."She laughed. "I haven't. I was about to cook something but I see that it won't be ne

 _KIMBERLY_It was a cool Tuesday evening and the air conditioning in the halls was warm. I clutched my cardigan tightly around me while I made my way out of the classroom and headed for the receptionist's desk. "I guess it's time for me to call it a night, Wendy. Want to leave with me? I can give you a ride home," I said while putting today's register on her desk.She shook her head and offered an apologetic smile. "I still need to sort out the ledgers so, I will be staying a little longer.""I understand. With all the current renovations and projects going on, the work must be piling up. Please remember to take a break when you need to.""Regardless of the workload, you can rest assured that I've got it under control. By the way, I heard that you want a new floor to be built?""You heard right. It's getting crowded and I didn't expect other dancers to be interested in practicing here. Speaking of crowding, I hope that yo

 _KIMBERLY_Before I knew it, a month had gone by with me living with the Woodlings and it was a great experience. I no longer came back to an empty and quiet apartment but a house that was lively and filled with love.When we could, we would eat breakfast together and share stories until it was time for us to leave. Dinner was my favourite part of the day because we hanged out peacefully without rushing to go anywhere. Oliver and I had turns concerning cooking and Lora would help out whenever she could.We felt like a family and I instantly lost myself being spoiled by Oliver. Our relationship was going great and we would occasionally sleep in each other's rooms. Waking up in his arms was a whole new level of happiness and I wished that this would truly last forever.Today was a free day and I didn't have any work. I got tired of watching TV and despite wanting to start a business course, I kept putting it off. I knew that I couldn't get an

 OliverAfter our meeting, the ladies were done with their food and we made our way back home. Anastasia talked a lot and I could tell that she loved seeing new things. She stared outside the window in excitement while Kim and I leaned on my each other quietly.Even though I wasn't looking at her, I could tell that Kim had a lot on her mind. When we arrived, the gate automatically opened and the driver parked in front of the house. One of the butlers opened the main doors for us and we stepped in after getting out of the car."Whoa," Anastasia said in amazement as she walked ahead of us. "Your house has this modern but classical feel to it. You should give me the contact information of your interior designer.""Thanks and I will," I said with a small genuine smile. I was still suspicious of Anastasia but that did not make me any less excited to meet a member of Kimberly's family. Despite her being so secretive about her family, s