Can L Have This Dance Novels & Stories

“Tambre and Tenley will steal you away from me, but I promise to dance with you at least once tonight. We will eat soon, though, once more guests arrive.” Harper looks stunned and her face turns crimson. “I don’t know how to dance, Layken.” “Well, fortunately for both of us, I am skilled in dancing. I’ve been to so many of these galas and my mom made us all take lessons growing up. Don’t worry, it doesn’t need to be perfect. I would be happy with us holding each other and swaying back and forth. It doesn’t matter as long as I’m with you.”

- Excuse me, she's my dance partner. After saying that, without letting Loke say more, he dragged Lilly to the dance floor, the gentle waltz music sounded. Those who were dancing also stopped to give the stage to them. The two of them were like auras that everyone who looked at them were both envious and envious of. From afar, a middle-aged man couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the girl on the dance floor.

Catherine knew that Tristan can dance but he won’t budge. Catherine changed her dancing style into krump to provoke Tristan and she saw him smirk. Tristan started dancing his style was that of flowy and lock type of dance. The ballet dancers eased up and started having fun. Lyra was at the back as she had only done ballet and contemporary. The music changed into “Turn down for what” and almost everyone cheered.

But I know that the next day she will come and will pretend that she doesn't hate me because Jack is paying her good money for her job. I took my phone and turn on the song "'the Neighborhood-Afraid" I scratched my neck a little bit from one side to another, I step around a few steps and began to dance. I raised up my leg slowly than with one hand I easily grabbed it and spin around myself, my back was relaxed for the first time and I didn't push myself to think about choreography anymore, I just swam in the music with my dance, and my movements felt so easy, my body felt so calmed and organized. I finished my dance and tears released from my eyes, but I quickly wiped my tears.

Ryder’s shoulders shook with silent laughter before I felt his arms tightened around me. It felt so good being in his arms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I joined the guys for lunch in the cafeteria, Shelly straight away pulled me into the discussion that was left halfway yesterday. “Lea, did you think about what we should do… for the dance competition?” Shelly asked while holding onto my right arm. “I couldn’t come up with something…” I trailed off. “I was thinking about trying tango but -” “What?” “I don’t know anyone who can dance tango.” Shelly shook her head from side to side.

Currently, I was being dragged by Lila towards the living room where people with high hormones dancing without a care. "What's the point of coming here but you won't dance? Come! Dance with me!" Lila's strength was not something to laugh at. She can't beat a whole grown man without giving the other party a chance to fight back. As someone who was not sporty, I don't stand a chance. I could only hug her arm as I forced my feet took root in the ground. "No-! I don't want to!" "Then why the hell did you come here for?!"

—dried glasses again. Wrinkle your face, frustrated. I didn't want to dance and have men look at me with those depraved and morbid looks, but they had a position, I could earn that money and I couldn't afford to lose it. Also, I could try. "Let's say that if I accept," I looked at him, lowering my voice. Can I wear masks while dancing? "I wanted to know. I didn't want anyone to know me. The boy thought about it.

Still craving a man who's shown me I'm nothing but a piece of ass to him. So I lift my glass, drain what's left, and paste the smirk back on my face like armor. "C'mon, cuz. Let's dance. I don't wanna talk about men problems tonight." Daisha grins. "Now that's the energy I'm lookin' for." She grabs my hand, dragging me straight into the crush of bodies. The dancefloor moves like one giant wave under the flashing lights, shoulder to shoulder, heat and sweat rolling through the air thick enough to taste. Daisha's already in her element—dropping low, throwing her ass back like she's auditioning for Beyoncé's next tour.

I bet there were so many rich and fucking handsome guys like Shane over there. I walked out of the bathroom, dancing to 'Bad Guy by Billie Eilish' which was playing on my phone. Yeah, I'm a pretty good dancer who loves shaking her ass and whining her tiny waist and because of my dancing skills, so many club owners had offered me a job to dance in their clubs.

I had even heard Grace a moment ago. “There’s definitely more, whenever you’re ready. We’re not going home with them. But I didn’t struggle to learn to dance for nothing, so at least once,” he whispered. My eyes grew wide with curiosity. While I’d nearly been ready to tell them all to fuck off after Liam pissed me off, I couldn’t do that to Vance. I wouldn’t. I know all they want is for me to see them as a unit, as a trio of lovers and partners for life but I’m not sold. I doubted they’d let me only pick two. It didn’t seem even close to a possibility. “I don’t have a clue how to dance. I don’t have rhythm whatsoever,” I said, pulling back a bit.