Dancing my way into his Heart

Dancing my way into his Heart

Janis Ross

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Eden is a curvy dancer that is offered a job from super sexy lead singer Julian of the famous band Midnight Passion. One look at him and she knew he was in trouble. Can they keep the fire between them at bay and keep it professional or will she be dancing right into his heart?

Dancing my way into his Heart Chapter 1 Prologue

Prologue

Eden's pov

I have always been a big girl. I'm not huge, but I am curvy. Honestly, I wouldn't want my body to be any other way. I am proud of my curves. It's not my fault society isn't smart enough to see true beauty.

I have always loved to dance. When everyone told me, I was too fat to be a dancer I had to prove them wrong. So, I now have my own studio. I cater to plus size women that love to dance just as much as I do. I make them feel good about themselves. Too many people are out there judging us. So, I give them a place to just let loose.

I am also a choreographer. I have taught some famous people a thing or two. So, when a band called Midnight Passion asked me to help out, I didn't think anything of it.

After all I am sure I must show some twig b*tches how to shake their non- existent butt. I never google a client beforehand. I think first impressions are everything. So, when I walked into an office with the sexiest man, I have ever seen in I nearly fainted.

"Um hi I was told to come here."

"Hello, you must be Eden I'm Julian the lead singer of Midnight Passion please have a seat."

"Hi yes I'm Eden how can I help you?"

"Well, I saw one of your dance videos online, and you are amazing."

I couldn't help but blush when he said this.

"Thank you so what exactly do you need from me?"

"Well, I want to hire you of course."

I didn't know if working for him would be such a great idea. The last thing I wanted to see was a bunch of bimbos rubbing up on him. I felt a jealousy I never have before at the thought of that.

"Okay if I took the job who would I be teaching to dance?"

He gave me a look then shook his head.

"No baby girl you have it all wrong. I want you to dance in my video."

Did I hear him right?

"You want me?"

"Hell, yes I want you."

Suddenly it didn't feel like we were just talking about dancing anymore. A man like Julian was extremely dangerous. I could lose my heart and get hurt by a rocker babe like him.

"I need some time to figure my schedule out to see if I can even do it."

"Take all the time you need. Just know I will make it worth your while."

I got up and walked away from him while I still had the chance too. This man was panty dropping hot. Working for him just can't happen.

Julian's pov

I loved being in a band, but sometimes it just got to be too much. All these twiggy bimbo's throwing themselves at you. Trying to use you for all they could get. We needed a dancer for our new video, and I was dreading it. It's always the same type of girl just hanging all over us and that got old fast.

A buddy of mine showed me this video of this new amazing dancer he found. I really didn't care, but he said I had to see it. When I watched it, I was shocked to see a gorgeous curvy girl. I knew immediately that I wanted her, and not just for the video.

I made a call and set up a meeting with her. She was the one I wanted I didn't care what the other guys had to say about it. I was so happy when I got a call back saying she would be here today for a meeting. I know it was short notice, but I wanted to get her booked right away.

I didn't even think of the possibility that she could say no. I was sitting in a room at my record label waiting for her to show up. I nearly fell out of my chair when she walked in. She looked even better in person.

"Um hi I was told to come here."

"Hello, you must be Eden I'm Julian the lead singer of Midnight Passion please have a seat."

"Hi yes I'm Eden how can I help you?"

"Well, I saw one of your dance videos online, and you are amazing."

She looked at me and I could tell she was blushing.

"Thank you so what exactly do you need from me?"

"Well, I want to hire you of course."

She looked at me, and I couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Okay if I took the job who would I be teaching to dance?"

Why would I hire her to teach someone else to dance?

"No baby girl you have it all wrong. I want you to dance in my video."

I only wanted her. Can't she see that?

"You want me?"

"Hell, yes I want you."

I didn't mean to say it like that. I knew she could tell I meant more than just for the video.

"I need some time to figure my schedule out to see if I can even do it."

"Take all the time you need. Just know I will make it worth your while."

She smiled then got up and walked out of the room. Man, I didn't want her to take time to think about it. I was going to go crazy until she said yes.

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