BLUE MOON DANCING TRYOUTS (Rue, Thompson & Sean)
Rue found she could almost forget her partner was a vampire. Thompson could really dance. And he was so strong! He could lift her with ease, swing her, toss her over his head, roll her across his back. She felt light as a feather. But she hadn't mistaken the gleam in his eyes. Even while they were dancing, his hands traveled over more of her body than they should. She'd had enough experience with men—more than enough experience—to predict the way their partnership would go, if it began like this.
*SWITCHING PARTNERS*
"Will you dance?" he asked formally.
"Yes, thank you," she said automatically. Sylvia started the CD player again. She'd picked a different disk this time.
They waltzed first, moving so smoothly that Rue felt she was gliding across the floor without her feet touching the wood. "Swing next," he murmured, and her feet did truly leave the floor, her black skirt fluttering out in an arc, and then she was down again and dancing.
Rue enjoyed herself more than she had in years.
When it was over, when she saw that his eyes were still cool and impersonal, it was easy to turn to Sylvia and say, "If you decide you want me to work for you, I'd like to dance with Sean."
DANCERS IN THE DARK - A CHARLAINE HARRIS NOVELLA
