The Last Dance

: A Chanc

ement. As a dance instructor, she lived for moments like these –

ust landed a new client, a wealthy businessman who needed lessons for his upcoming wedding. Th

pulled up beside her. The window rolled down, r

his deep voice sending

g a flutter in her

kling at the corners as he smiled. "I'm the on

mething about Julian that drew her in, something that made

a said, trying to sound professional

lutter. She had a feeling that this was going

way his tailored suit accentuated his broad shoulders and chiseled

," Julian said, his eyes locked on hers

Don't worry, Mr. Blackwood. I'm here to

s he scrolled through his calendar, Ava couldn't help but not

work for you?" Julian

pite the excitement building in her ch

the feeling that she was in trouble. There was something about Julian th

sson would bring. Would she be able to keep her professionalism intact, or w

way he moved. He was awkward at first, his steps hesitant and unsure. B

Ava said, smiling as Julia

nkling at the corners. "I ha

eir eyes met. She quickly looked away

lian thanked Ava and promised to

morrow, then?" A

g onto hers once more. "I'm lo

shake the feeling that she had just gotten herself

, her life was abou

to Julian's lessons more and more. She enjoyed watchi

joyed. She found herself drawn to his charming

ing herself that Julian was engaged to be ma

a break during a lesson, Ju

dance instructor?" he

e always loved dancing," she said. "I started taking lessons

with interest. "I can see why," he

cheeks as she looked away,

t question caugh

mething?" he said, his

sense of trepidation.

nto hers, and Ava felt

in love at first