It Takes Two For Tango Novels & Stories

“I’m Marcus. We’ll start with basic tango technique today. Close hold, strong frame, and connection. Are you ready?” I nodded, trying to ignore how my pulse quickened when he stepped closer. He placed one hand on my upper back and took my other hand in his, pulling me into the classic tango hold. Our bodies were only inches apart. I could feel the heat radiating from his chest and the steady strength in his frame. “Relax your shoulders,” he instructed, his voice low. “Feel the connection. Tango is passion… tension… control.” We began moving slowly across the floor. His lead was firm and confident, guiding me through the basic steps. Every turn brought our bodies closer. Every dip made my bre

I yelp from the abruptness, but it gets lost in the loud music. He brings me up again, but I barely have the time to catch my breath as he begins a multiple spin that takes me from one end of the room to the other, before pushing me through the middle of his parted legs in a tango slide. Really? Two can play the game. "You were saying?" he murmurs as we return to position. “I know what you are doing, Max,” I shoot at him, the orchestra changing into the opening notes of a tango. The crowd around us fades into nothing.

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She leaned in slightly, lips curling into a sly, knowing smirk. They both returned the gesture instantly, sensing the spark that still lived within her. “Everyday partying!” Tina said gleefully, doing a playful shimmy and raising her arms as if she were in a club. All three of them burst into laughter, their little reunion momentarily lifting the pressure weighing on Anita’s shoulders. “Can’t you come hang out with us? Just for one night?” Tina pleaded, reaching out to touch her arm again. Her eyes held a hint of desperation, a longing to have their trio back — even just for an evening.

Anuj waited with baited breath. The Dj played music for Tango, one of their old favourite number with an amazing choreography that only they knew. Mahira looked startled as the music came on, looking up at Tazz who was smiling, she realised that he had already planned this. They started with the bang of the music, Mahira looked into his eyes, hypnotised.

Little did she know that her husband and Dimas were now staring fiercely at each other. Unlike Lily who was very scared now. Keenan was enjoying the music. Breathing in the scent of lily flowers according to his wife's name. I don't know how long they were in such proximity until the romantic atmosphere stopped. "Can anyone dance Tango? You'll get a classic ring from the Tiffany & Co. collection." Everyone was instantly silent. "This is a special consolation prize from the happy couple. It will be delivered two days after the event ends. How about it? Anyone interested?"

“What dance will this be for? Tango?” Dawn shook her head, causing confusion in Tara. “For Paso Doble.” Tara gasped. “Isn’t that dance the more aggressive one?” Tango is dramatic walks with contrasts between slow stalking and sharp movements of the head and changes of direction. Whereas Paso Doble is a dramatic marching dance that portrays the leader as matador and the follower as the bull or cape. “You could say that..” Dawn nodded.

His grayish eyes pierced all the way to my bones and gave me shivers, his black tuxedo brought out his broad shoulders and it brought back memories from that night and more shivers went down my body and his smile gave me butterflies in my stomach. Can’t you wait, he’ll be yours in a few minutes, I heard a voice tell me as I stood there picturing different scenarios with him. ‘Whatever’ I giggled at my thoughts. “Will you, Dana Joseker, take Felix Bailey to be your husband in sickness and in health and riches and poorer?” The priest asked “I DO” I said with a grin on my face “Will you, Felix Bailey,take Dana Joseker to be your husband in sickness and in health and riches and poorer?” The pri