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a dance,” T.J. said. “I guess there is no chance for me.”
    Nate shrugged. It was a connection, and one that he didn’t feel all the time, but he knew it wasn’t rare. It was just lust. Tonight he was on the prowl. Ms. Millerwas attractive and there was something about her that made him curious. Maybe it was her mouth with the full lower lip that he knew would feel right under his. Or her nipped-in waist and long lean dancer’s body that he sensed would feel right in his arms.
    Hell, he already knew that it felt right here. That she felt right when she moved with him. He wanted to explore it further but he was aware that he was her boss and long-term relationships weren’t his thing.
    Which could make working together in the future a little uncomfortable.
    â€œWhat are you thinking, man?”
    â€œThat women are complicated.”
    T.J. laughed. “Understatement of the year. I don’t think I’m ever going to figure them out.”
    â€œThe dances?” Jen said coming over to the two of them. “You should probably stop chatting if you want to master them.”
    â€œSorry,” T.J. said. “I think I’m a lost cause.”
    â€œI’m not ready to give up on you yet. Maybe Nate can help you with the footwork. He seems to know his way around the dance floor.”
    â€œI think I’d rather practice with a beautiful woman than with this retired pitcher.”
    â€œDitto,” Nate said.
    â€œWell, I have other students who need my attention as well. And I’m not getting through to you,” she said. “Nate, why do you think that is?”
    He realized she was being sincere. She wanted to help T.J. and that was the first time he realized that the dance lessons were important to her. He’d been too busy looking at her body and watching her sensual moves to pay attention earlier.
    â€œI’m not sure. T.J. is used to using his body as a blunt instrument and dancing is more subtle, isn’t it?”
    â€œYes, I think you’re right. How about a line dance?”
    T.J. groaned. “No. My sisters have tried rather unsuccessfully to get me to Electric Slide with them.”
    She laughed. “Does liquor help? Some people can’t let go of their preconception that others are watching them dance until they have a few drinks.”
    â€œNot even a keg of beer could relax me,” T.J. said. “But I appreciate your trying.”
    â€œIt’s my job.”
    â€œAnd you are very good at it,” T.J. said. “I’d put a good word in with your boss but I think he already knows how good you are.”
    Jen glanced over at him. “Does he?”
    Nate nodded. “You are very good.”
    He realized she was flirting with him just a little and he silenced the voice in the back of his head that had said she was off-limits. Her interest was all the permission he needed to pursue her.
    She went back to the front of the classroom and told everyone to take a five-minute break. Then they’d practice the dance they were going to do to open the show one more time.
    Nate followed Jen out of the room. She stopped in the hallway when she realized he was behind her.
    â€œI’m sorry that T.J. isn’t getting the dance.”
    â€œThat’s fine. You’ve gone above and beyond trying to teach him.”
    She nodded. “I’m not sure that you and I should dance together.”
    â€œWhy not?” he asked, stepping closer to her.
    She wrapped one arm around her waist and tippedher head to the side. The high ponytail that held up her pretty brown hair brushed against her shoulder. He reached out to touch the end of it. Her hair was soft.
    â€œThat’s why,” she said. “I’m starting to forget you are my boss, Nate. And I like this job.”
    â€œDancing with me isn’t going to compromise your job,” he said. “Luna Azul doesn’t have a fraternization