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fall of the water on her
skin seemed to heighten every sensation, shivering through her in pulses of pleasure.
    She collapsed against the shower
wall, panting and gasping, unable to do anything but feel the water crash down
on her skin for a long moment. When the last sweet aftershocks had subsided,
Sophie finished her shower quickly and bundled herself into her robe. Her
fantasy about the charming, sexy stranger still lingered as she hurriedly ate
her sushi and climbed into bed. When she pulled the covers up, she found she
was already hot again. This tall, dark and handsome situation might be more
difficult than she thought.

Chapter Four
     
    Darren made it until nearly 4
o’clock before asking her about Henry. But his speculative looks had followed
her all morning. Sophie’s shoulders ached with tension. Waiting for him to say
something was worse than him actually saying something.
    “So,” he began as they warmed up
for the afternoon beginner class. “Tall, dark, and gorgeous from last night.”
He leaned his thin frame toward his toes and wiggled his eyebrows in curiosity.
    Sophie stretched, groaning
slightly at the pull of the tight muscles between her shoulder blades. “Don’t
give me that look; he’s just a potential student.”
    “Really? Because it looked like
there was potential for some lip locking when I walked in on you guys.”
    She instantly found herself
thinking of Henry’s lips opening over hers, of him sucking her tongue and
scraping his teeth lightly across its surface. She shook herself free of the
image, blinking at Darren and trying to ignore her suddenly hard nipples. “It’s
a passionate dance, that’s all.”
    Darren flopped onto the floor,
long legs splayed in front of him. “Maybe if you danced like that with me we
could get a few more customers in here.”
    “That’s not a bad idea, just
start imagining me as that hot boyfriend of yours and we’ll be booked solid for
months,” she teased before turning to the bar and stretching her back.
    “That hot boyfriend of mine can
barely do a two-step, your mystery man could definitely teach him a few
things,” he said as he widened his eyes at her in the mirror, awaiting more
details. She couldn’t deny that her boiling attraction to Henry had been on her
mind since she woke up. From a dream. About Henry.
    She knew he was going to call
today. He didn’t seem like a man who would make promises lightly. He’d told her
to sleep on his proposal, and she certainly had. Heat flooded her cheeks and
her stomach knotted as she considered her options. On the one hand, she
desperately wanted to see him again. Her body hadn’t felt this supple and alive
in years, and the tingle of sexual awareness was nice.
    On the other hand, being so aware
of her body made her think of her knee and what it had cost her; she didn’t
want to risk exposing herself again.
    She changed her mind about the
sensual Henry and his strange request every second. Private lessons weren’t
uncommon, but the usual customers were partners training for a competition or
beginners who needed extra help advancing to the next level—and the lessons
were always at the studio, never in the student’s home. But Sophie couldn’t
exactly justify saying no to the extra income; her business was doing well but,
between rent and utilities for both the studio and her apartment, she rarely
had spending money lying around.
    Darren’s hand touched hers as he
joined her at the bar. She twitched in surprise, jerking her attention back to
her friend.
    “Okay, so I know he was drop dead
gorgeous in a Latin lover kind of way and all fierce and commanding with the
‘That’s fine, I’ll wait’ business. What else? Spill.” His grin was wide and
mischievous.
    She sighed, knowing her friend
would keep badgering her until she gave him something. “His name is Henry. He
likes to dance.” That’s all she knew, aside from the feel of his hands on her
hips and the subtle movement of the