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Ochalla
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Cynthia was ruby in the face. The fast pace and not knowing the steps kept her very much on her toes. Though she was catching her breath, her smile was much more obvious. It had been exhilarating and she definitely wanted to do that again. "Can't promise that," she teasingly whispered before the owner came over with his complements.
As Cynthia was passed over to the millionaire that was not a sheik she smiled at him politely. "I do hope you're not planning on showing off as well." She was rewarded with a laugh. It seemed that Omar wasn't quite as fast on his feet, but he knew his dance floor and the music was at a quick tempo. Cynthia kept up for the most part and the few missteps she made Omar either didn't catch or was too polite to comment on. Why couldn't all those boring weddings she'd been to before had dancing like this?
Despite the fast pace of the dancing and the unfamiliarity of it all, Cynthia was not fully focused on the floor and her dance partner. She was aware of her surroundings, moreso then she would have been a few days before. The little games Josh had been playing with her was getting her to be much more conscious of everything around her.
As Cynthia was passed over to the millionaire that was not a sheik she smiled at him politely. "I do hope you're not planning on showing off as well." She was rewarded with a laugh. It seemed that Omar wasn't quite as fast on his feet, but he knew his dance floor and the music was at a quick tempo. Cynthia kept up for the most part and the few missteps she made Omar either didn't catch or was too polite to comment on. Why couldn't all those boring weddings she'd been to before had dancing like this?
Despite the fast pace of the dancing and the unfamiliarity of it all, Cynthia was not fully focused on the floor and her dance partner. She was aware of her surroundings, moreso then she would have been a few days before. The little games Josh had been playing with her was getting her to be much more conscious of everything around her.