The Wedding Dance By Amador Daguio Novels & Stories

A band played a waltz on the left side of the stage while couples twirled gracefully across the dance floor. "We haven't danced in a long time," Adam said, standing before her. He bowed politely and extended his hand. "Ms. Whitley, may I have the honor of this dance?" Dance? Since graduating from college and starting work, Renee had been so busy she had almost forgotten how. She placed her hand in his, the other resting naturally on his shoulder, and they stepped onto the floor together. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of jealous eyes watched with hatred.

"Your mom doesn't feel well so they couldn't attend the wedding, I had to ask further and they said it's nothing to worry about, so stop worrying Elva'' Although she smiled and nodded in agreement, she still excused herself to make a quick call and check on them. Meanwhile the host announced the couple dance, which would be opened by the bride and groom first before the rest could join them with the second song. "May I have this dance, please" Jesse tried her luck with Emrys, she knew he would probably dance with Elva but then she wouldn't let that happen while she was still breathing. "But…I-'' he was searching around for her. Where the hell was she? She was supposed to save him in such sit

He helps me up and leads me to the makeshift dance floor. Goof holds one of my hands and places the other one on my hip as Lug starts singing “ Millionaire” by Chris Stapleton. I love the song but I am confused as to why Lug was singing. We agreed none of the band would perform so they could enjoy the wedding. That is why we hired a D.J. Goof spun me around then he answered my unspoken question. “ I know what we agreed. But I wanted this song for our first dance. When I am with you and Ant I feel like a millionaire. I couldn’t think of anyone better to sing it so I asked Lug for this favor.” Goof said. How to I complain about that? You don’t. It is so sweet. I move my hands so I can wrap my

Somehow as the wine wetted my throat I felt a little relaxed. “That's what I like, Miss Wills. You drink too much. Surely we will not have difficulties in our marriage,” he said. He stood up and came to me. “May I have this dance?” he asked me with his head down. I put my hand on his outstretched palm. He stood straight and supported me. The music suddenly played. It was a romantic classical piece, but for me it was the background music of a horror film. Dancing with this mysterious man made me feel like I am Psyche. As she was with the man she never saw before, she was loyal and honest to him. Pursuing her love for her unseen husband wasn't easy. But still he managed it.

I knew it in my heart that we would get there one day soon… After the marriage, the newly married couple had their first dance. Once they were done, the rest of the couples entered the dance floor. The song ‘Make you feel my love’ by Adele started to play and Adrian held his hand out asking me for a dance. I took his hand and slowly, we started to dance. At first, I stepped on his feet a few times, but then I looked up into those gorgeous blue eyes and I lost all my apprehension. I lost myself in his gaze, and then it was as if we were the only people on that dance floor. I forgot all my nervousness, and I forgot to care that people were watching us. We floated around the dance floor and I d

As they walked away I leaned into Cade, his arm snaking around my low back comfortably. “Come wife, let’s dance” he murmured, gently guiding me to the makeshift dance floor, already peppered with several couples; my parents among them. I let him move me to the dance floor, his hand a steady pressure on my back, as he spun me around and I nestled into him. Feeling the strength of his body against mine as we swayed to the slow beat. The DJ saw us and began to play our song, announcing the official first dance of the newly married couple. I smiled against Cade’s chest, soaking the moment in. This was not how I had ever envisioned my wedding day, or with who I had envisioned it; and my smile gre

With the mellow sound of the stereo, she started dancing. She was still holding his hands while she danced. She smiled at him again and lured him to dance with her. He swayed a little just so she wouldn't be upset. They dance along with the sweet music on the stereo but the way she dances has suddenly changed. It became seductive and he felt his need.

A wave of cheers spreads throughout the room, and I glance over at Damon, who is grinning from ear to ear. “What’s going on?” I ask. “The highlight of the evening, the way I see it,” Damon says. He sets his unfinished champagne on a nearby table and holds his hand out to me. “Come. I’ll explain while we dance.” I do as Damon says and place my hand in his. We converge on the dance floor with the other guests, who have already begun to pair up. The music is loud and lively with a steady tempo to it. “This is a traditional dance from my homeland,” Damon explains as he loops his arm around my waist and begins to move with me. “We’ll be switching partners quite a lot. Follow my lead; the steps ar

David teases her smiling as he blesses the foods praying with Daniele. “God bless you all.” as Daniele throws her bouquet into the crowd together with all of her accessories in pairs. David has many coins in his pouch and he also took part in the activities. "Papa, Mama, I adore you. You are my most cherished parents and my relarives are my most beloved brothers," she says. The sounds and drummers start to break up the clamorous crowd as young toddlers delight collecting the strewn coins. The newlyweds are invited to dance in the center of the dancing hall set up by her father's employees while a gorgeous romantic song is played. They started pinning the money pins to David Barong's suit and

They mostly wore white, but all in all, everyone looks good today. The MC gives a cue for the groomsmen and the bridesmaids to begin their dance in. The bridesmaids are my friends from secondary school and Fatima and Emma. Once they all take their seat, it is Ismail and my turn to dance in. The MC gives a cue for Ismail and me to dance in. I personally requested the song playing. The DJ is playing Ada by Flavour, one of the best Nigerian wedding songs. I am not dancing too much because my groom can’t dance to the song playing. We dance all the way in until we get to the stage. We dance a little more before going to our seats. While dancing, the typical thing that happens in every Nigerian we