“Aveline is teaching me how to dance for an upcoming ball I have to attend. She is a good teacher, patient and kind, aside from the occasional teasing remark. When I’m not looking at my own feet to make sure I’m not stepping on her toes, I’m looking at her face, failing to hide my feelings for her. It doesn’t help that every now and then her hands trail down the hips or up to my collarbone. It is not long before our clothes are on the floor and her lips have taken over for her hands.”
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