"Did you ever do any other kind of dancing?"
"I was in a couple of ballets, but they only last as long as the show goes on, and there are a lot of people trying to get spots in the cast. Most spots go to people from the fancy dancing schools."
I'd been lucky to get the ones I'd had.
"Do you like ballet better than dancing on a stage or dancing on a stage better?"
"I kind of like both. It's like doing corporate law versus divorce law. It's still law, just two different areas."
Andrew grinned. "Okay, I can see that."
"I just like to dance. I don't care what type it is."
"Do you know how to waltz?"
"Of course."
"Then I want to take you dancing sometime. I love waltzing."
"Really?" That kind of surprised me. Andrew didn't look like the waltzing type.
"Okay, I guess you could say I like slow dancing. I love listening to music and dancing with my partner in my arms."
I squinted at the handsome man. "She fooled around with the pool boy?"
Really?
Andrew shrugged. "I think she married me for my money. I could keep her in Gucci. He couldn't."
She was obviously an idiot.
"Okay, I need to start getting ready for work. Can I call you when I get home?"
Andrew grinned. "You'd better."
I hated hanging up, but I couldn't be late for work. Bad things happened when I was late, like losing my spot on the stage, which meant a lot less money. If I had to shake my ass to pay the bills, I wanted a prime spot.
The pep in my step came from the knowledge that I could call Andrew when I got home. At least I had something I could look forward to. The handsome face on the other end of my video chat.
* * * *
I was seriously dragging ass by the time I let myself back into my apartment. If I hadn't told Andrew I'd call, I would have gone straight to bed. After a shower, of course. I was pretty sure I had champagne in places I didn't want.
Damn bachelorette parties.
I hated them.
I jumped into the shower and cleaned up before climbing into bed. I'd eaten at work so, once I got off the phone with Andrew, I could go straight to sleep. Maybe I could get him to talk to me until I fell asleep.
I'd have great dreams.
I went straight to video chat when I dialed Andrew this time. I really preferred talking to him face to face instead of texting. It had the added bonus of being able to listen to his deep, sexy voice.
"Morning," I said when he answered. I nearly swallowed my tongue when I realized water droplets were dripping off his hair. "Did I interrupt your shower?"
Andrew chuckled. "Yes."
"I can call back."
