And We Dance Dance Dance Novels & Stories

The sight of her dancing so freely made my chest ache with joy. She twirled and twirled, then stumbled into my arms, laughing breathlessly. I held her tight, enjoying the moment. “I love you, Mommy,” she whispered. Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. I kissed her head. “I love you too, my love. Always.” "Darling," I began, "how about we learn a new song today? It's called 'A Million Dreams' from *The Greatest Showman*. It's about thinking big and believing in a bright future."

Daisy leans over and shouts in my ear, " Wanna dance?" " No, but go ahead," I answer. She pouts and shakes her head, " Please. I don't want to dance with just anybody," she gets up, extends her hand toward me, and drags me to the dance floor. Reaching the dancefloor, we move our bodies to an upbeat song. I'm smiling as we dance and have fun. The colored lights and the white foam make it better.

Just as I finished off my dessert, the lights dimmed, and an old song which Silas and I usually referred to as our song began playing in the background and a huge grin made its way onto my face. "May I have this dance?" Silas asked as he held out a hand to me and I took it without a moment's hesitation. "You are aware we both don't know how to dance right?" I pointed out as Silas and I simply stood in the middle of the makeshift dancefloor. "Who cares, all it takes is to sway your body from side to side anyway, and I think we are more than capable of doing that." He shrugged as his hands snaked around my waist and he pulled me closer to him while my hands shot up and wrapped around his neck.

She announced she would perform a dance titled “Love Without Regret.” At first, I paid her no more than a passing glance, idly watching while sipping my tea. But when the music started and she moved into the first steps of her routine, I shot to my feet. She was performing my dance!

When was I going to get used to this? Cameron nudged me slightly. “Dance?” he asked, putting forth his hand. I hesitated at first, remembering our last conversation. But Cameron and I both knew there could be nothing more than friendship between us. “Why not.” I shrugged. The dance floor was chaotic in the best way. Flashing lights. Loud music that was changed into something slow and calming. I recognized the song, it was save a life by the fray. Bodies moving slowly in every direction. Cameron was surprisingly good at dancing for someone dressed like he was about to fight off all the zombies in the world, he was pretty good on his feet.

After spending the whole day with Zander, going from place to place, getting her hair done, nails done, and finding the perfect outfit, Claudia was finally ready for her date with Sean. She was wearing a cold shoulder black dress that hugged her curves and stopped about an inch from her knees. Her hair was straightened and left to flow down her back like a copper waterfall and her nails were painted crimson and sharpened as well as pointed to look like claws. As Claudia walked into the Dragon's Den, All the men stopped and stared but her eyes were only focused on Sean who couldn't take his eyes off her even when the waitress was obviously trying to get his attention.

Lydia yelled while grabbing our hands and pulling us over to the dance floor. We began dancing like mad ones, not caring about anything in our drunken state moving our bodies, shaking our hips in a sexy way attracting every single man on the dance floor. The music is all nineteen nineties but we're dancing like it's jive, twisting, turning, holding hands as we change sides. We're all grins, we look like idiots and we don't care. Inside we're just happy, happy, and more alive than we can ever be. I feel the part of me that's really me comes out to play, to feel the vibe of the music, and let my body go free. I notice a blonde guy moving closer towards Lydia from her behind while dancing and m

The three of us dance together for the longest time. After Bodak Yellow came Work by Rihanna and Drake. I love this song. We were twerking our small asses on the floor, well mine wasn’t small and as much as I was the shy one among the three of us, but I knew when it came to twerking and dancing, I was the wild one. We continued shaking our booty, all eyes on us but we ignore them. My skin’s covered in a sheen of sweat, but I have the widest smile on my face as I let go and enjoy this rare time just being carefree.

“It finally happened.” “About time.” I grinned and waved when Liza looked over. She cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted. “COME DANCE!” “PHOENIX PRIDE, HOW WE DOIN!?” The DJ boomed enthusiastically. The crowd erupted in cheers and cat calls. Suddenly, “Anna Sun” by WALK THE MOON started booming through the speakers, and I dragged Vasha into the masses. She tried to object, but I took her by the shoulders and started bouncing in place. She held onto my wrists and giggled nervously, glancing around.

Our return to New York is scheduled for the following afternoon, and after dinner, we are gathered in the more intimate family room that has, of all things, a television and speakers in it. Amara turns it on. “Anne,” she says with a grin. “Do you know how to dance?” Anne shrieks with joy. “Put on Molly Breeze!” I frown and look at Alyssa. “What is this?” “A popular singer in the US,” she smiles. Music blares from the speakers and Alyssa, Amara, and Anne get up. They begin to dance, the movements haphazard and wild. I feel motion, and still as Enzo stands next to me. “Drink?”