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only nauseating for the first few weeks. After that, you go a little numb when they cuddle up like that.”
    She snickered behind her hand. “Thank you for that. I was wondering why I was feeling motion sick.”
    He grinned and Loesh laughed out loud.
    They drank some of the juice that the servers brought over and the dancing below continued.
    “Don’t Terrans dance?” Rand quirked one gold eyebrow up.
    Nanette laughed and gestured to those below. “Not like that. We look like fish on the riverbank next to that.”
    There was a determined light in his eyes. “Would you like a lesson?”
    She looked at him with narrowed eyes. “Are you flirting?”
    “Yes. Is it working?”
    “Teach me to dance and you can ask me again.”
    He blinked with surprise and got to his feet, holding his hand out to her.
    She placed her palm against his and she had her own shock to deal with. He closed his fingers around hers with no flinch or hesitation.
    With easy strides, he walked with her to the edge of the crowd. He held her out at his side and said, “Follow me.”
    He stepped, she stepped, he tapped his heels, she tapped her heels. It went on and on until she found, to her surprise, that she was within the circle of dancers and she was keeping up.
    The heavier fabric of her gown didn’t flutter; it swayed as she shifted her weight, raised her arms in the air and twirled.
    Time ceased to mean anything. The music flowed from one song into the other, one beat into the next. She felt sweat on her skin, and it startled her into laughing. She never sweated.
    The beat slowed, and she watched couples pair off as the light of the moons glowed against skin in all the shades of grey from palest pearl to darkest charcoal.
    Rand stood in front of her and wrapped one arm around her waist, holding them hip to hip as they slowly pin-wheeled to the music.
    “Are you enjoying yourself?” His voice washed over her through the ambient sound.
    “It is surprising fun. How bad am I?”
    “No one has stopped to laugh and there have been no collisions, so you are doing very well indeed.” He paused and smoothly switched sides, changing their direction.
    She smiled at the warmth of his skin against her gown and the firm but not uncomfortable grip he had on her waist.
    He raised his free hand over her head and she grasped it. That moment of skin-to-skin contact changed everything for her. His scent wrapped around her and her heartbeat picked up a rapid beat. Electricity ran up her arm and across her breasts, waking her skin under the gown and sending sexual signals that she had forgotten she could feel.
    His fingers on her waist gripped tightly, and she heard him inhale sharply. Energy began to radiate from him and surrounded them in a crackling halo.
    Loesh appeared at the edge of the crowd. “Rand! Get out of there.”
    Nanette felt his arms go around her, but she was lost in the energy skating between them in dangerous arcs.
    He carried her off the dance space and away from the music. She was disappointed when he put her down, but his breathing was coming in harsh gasps and she could see it was as hard for him as it was for her. Looking down, hard was an understatement. Power was circling his hips, and his erection was seeking exit along the loose festival trousers that he wore.
    “What did you do to me?” He was staring at his hands where power was skating along his skin.
    She blinked, hurt. “I didn’t do anything.”
    Her body was humming with energy from the inside out. Normally, her talent worked from her skin outward, nothing touched her core.
    He looked at her and cursed, “I didn’t mean…I am overcharging. That hasn’t happened since puberty.”
    He took a step toward her and she stepped back. This was a dance she knew. She had freaked him out and he was rejecting her.
    He quirked his lips. “I am guessing that I have failed at flirting.”
    She blinked away a threatening tear. “I think the moment has passed. Thank you. I have had