Jordan, Olivia - Carly's Two-Stepping Temptations [Studio Seductions 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free Page A

time do a proper heel lead.”
    Heath swallowed his pride and took a step forward.
    “Perfect,” Carly said with a smile.
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah. There’s only one problem.”
    “What’s that?”
    Her grin got even bigger, and her cheerfulness started to dissolve his frustration. “You actually need to take more than one step if you intend to keep dancing.”
    “Oh, right.”
    Starting yet again, Heath allowed himself to relax as he guided Carly around the floor. He wasn’t living up to his perfectionist standards, but he found he liked dancing with her anyway. He especially enjoyed spinning her and seeing her eyes light up as she whipped her head around to keep her balance. He enjoyed the feeling of her soft hand in his and the way her breasts bounced if he accidentally led with just a little too much force.
    “Okay, I know we still have a lot of work to do on your technique, but I thought today would be a good day to begin working on the choreography. I haven’t finished the piece yet, but I have more than enough material for you to learn today.”
    “Sounds good.”
    “You, uh, you need to let go of me, first.” Carly looked down, indicating that he was still holding her.
    “Oh, right.” He backed away, shaking off his embarrassment.
    Heath found himself struggling to pay attention to Carly’s instructions. Unlike the day before, when he’d been intent on absorbing every bit of information so that she couldn’t criticize him again, this time, he was too distracted by her smile and the curve of her ass in her jeans to focus on any of the steps she was throwing at him.
    It didn’t take him long to realize that he was making more mistakes than he had the day before. He also noticed that the more he screwed up, the more she touched him—to adjust his posture, to fix his frame, or to guide his body into a difficult step. He began enjoying his mistakes because they inevitably yielded some sort of reward. As the lesson went on, he couldn’t help but notice that her hands seemed to linger for longer periods of time. He tried to chalk it up to his imagination, but by the end of the lesson, he was sure her fingers stayed on his shoulders and hips longer than necessary for a standard correction.
    “Wow, I’m sorry, Heath,” she said, when the hour was almost up. “I thought I’d gotten a good feel for your skills yesterday. But it seems like I’ve choreographed something that’s well beyond your abilities. You’ve been a trouper, though. I’ll go home and create something new for you tonight, okay?”
    “No, it’s fine. Don’t change a thing.”
    “Are you sure? You were really struggling today.”
    “Keep it, please. I want to work hard. I want to improve. And the only way I’m going to do that is if you really challenge me.”
    “If you insist.”
    “I do.”
    “Okay. So we’ll meet up again this weekend and work on it some more?”
    “I was hoping we could get together a little sooner than that.”
    “Oh. Well, I think my schedule is full for the rest of the week, but I could probably try to squeeze you in—”
    Heath couldn’t help but interrupt. “That’s not what I meant. I was thinking something a little less formal. There’s this great bar up the street, and I thought maybe we could get a drink when you’re done teaching tomorrow.”
    “Oh.” Carly’s face fell. “Heath, you’re a nice guy and all, but for one thing, you’re my student. For another thing, I barely know you.”
    Heath took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure in the wake of rejection. He wasn’t about to let her know that her brush-off hurt him. That wasn’t how he worked, either in business or pleasure.
    “Okay, yeah, you’re probably right. I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t be sorry. I’m flattered. I just—I can’t see my students. It’s a strict personal policy.”
    “I understand. I’ll see you Saturday?”
    “See you then.”
    Heath hurried out of the studio without even saying good-bye