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was lucky, Mademoiselle Rory and Renaud would dance together. Still whispering Anna told Oncle War that she hoped they would today, because Zierra was trying to hurt Renaud's feelings. Anna had such a soft heart.
War held the little girl on his lap and watched as the music started, and three couples danced to the center of the room. The white-clad figure of Lorelei joined them and Mary Chapin Carpenter's voice filled the air singing Only a Dream .
The kids were amazing. War watched as they floated by and listened as, for no reason he could discern, they catcalled each other. They stopped when an angry Lorelei glided away from the group.
He was damned impressed, that's for sure. Not only was he impressed with the kids, he was impressed with Lorelei. She floated effortlessly around the room guiding and correcting her students. When she moved to correct a stance or step, she made it look like it was part of the dance.
When some of the kids called out insults over one thing or another, Anna explained that someone had missed a step or failed a jump. He couldn't tell that anyone had made a wrong move. Zierra had practically turned her back to the room.
Soon the music stopped and Alec and Maria entered the small anteroom. They had bottles of water and were sweating profusely. Two other people came in behind them clutching water and towels.
Finally, Alec said, “We wanted to get in here so we could watch this."
War wondered what they were so eager to watch.
One of the other boys got a stunned look on his face and said, “No way !"
Alec said gleefully, “Get out your wallets, kids,” and pulled his out. Alec told War, “Watch Renaud. My money's on him ."
Zierra sniffed disgustedly but stared fixedly through the large window into the studio. “Here he goes, ya'll!” someone called out, and War moved to the front for a clearer view. Anna leaned on his shoulder.
Renaud could be seen engrossed in conversation with Lorelei. “Watch, he's gonna hit the wall, he just cain't help it.” This was offered from someone whose money was apparently not on Renaud. War watched closely.
Suddenly, there was an audible groan from Renaud's backers as the young man placed both hands on Lorelei's shoulders. Then the crowd began to count, “five, four, three, two, one—ohhhh..."
Lorelei seemed to expand. She was shaking a finger at Renaud and obviously giving him a harsh dressing down. Her brow was furrowed, and she was not letting up. Renaud had put his hands on her.
So, even his nephew was one of “the guys" .
War grinned. A red stain crept up Renaud's skin into his hairline. Zierra was smug.
“ Mais non, mes amis! ,” called Alec. As he spoke, Renaud dropped to one knee and extended a hand, palm up, toward Lorelei. She took a deep breath, stomped her foot, and turned her head away. She turned back to look at Renaud. Renaud bowed his head, exposing his neck to her. War was stunned.
“Absolutely fuckin’ masterful,” murmured Alec. Lorelei lifted a dainty foot and placed it on his shoulder and shoved. Renaud grabbed the foot and both toppled end over end, gracefully gaining their feet. They were laughing. She walked away from him, and Renaud came toward the watching group.
He entered the crowded room and said to Alec, “Hand me that CD, ami, and could you get Mademoiselle Rory and me some water for after."
Three of the boys present groaned.
“ No way! !"
“I saw her yelling at you!"
“She was pissed as hell! You touched her, you bastard!” They were very upset with Renaud.
Renaud looked at the three boys, then he looked at Zierra. He locked eyes with her and said, “Yeah, she was yellin’ at me. She was sure pissed, no?"
He looked at Zierra for a long moment. Enunciating each word carefully, he said, “She's God—damn—beautiful when she's mad, ain't she?” His eyes bored into hers. He turned to leave.
War stood up and several of the boys gathered around Renaud.
War stalked up to Renaud. “What you
War held the little girl on his lap and watched as the music started, and three couples danced to the center of the room. The white-clad figure of Lorelei joined them and Mary Chapin Carpenter's voice filled the air singing Only a Dream .
The kids were amazing. War watched as they floated by and listened as, for no reason he could discern, they catcalled each other. They stopped when an angry Lorelei glided away from the group.
He was damned impressed, that's for sure. Not only was he impressed with the kids, he was impressed with Lorelei. She floated effortlessly around the room guiding and correcting her students. When she moved to correct a stance or step, she made it look like it was part of the dance.
When some of the kids called out insults over one thing or another, Anna explained that someone had missed a step or failed a jump. He couldn't tell that anyone had made a wrong move. Zierra had practically turned her back to the room.
Soon the music stopped and Alec and Maria entered the small anteroom. They had bottles of water and were sweating profusely. Two other people came in behind them clutching water and towels.
Finally, Alec said, “We wanted to get in here so we could watch this."
War wondered what they were so eager to watch.
One of the other boys got a stunned look on his face and said, “No way !"
Alec said gleefully, “Get out your wallets, kids,” and pulled his out. Alec told War, “Watch Renaud. My money's on him ."
Zierra sniffed disgustedly but stared fixedly through the large window into the studio. “Here he goes, ya'll!” someone called out, and War moved to the front for a clearer view. Anna leaned on his shoulder.
Renaud could be seen engrossed in conversation with Lorelei. “Watch, he's gonna hit the wall, he just cain't help it.” This was offered from someone whose money was apparently not on Renaud. War watched closely.
Suddenly, there was an audible groan from Renaud's backers as the young man placed both hands on Lorelei's shoulders. Then the crowd began to count, “five, four, three, two, one—ohhhh..."
Lorelei seemed to expand. She was shaking a finger at Renaud and obviously giving him a harsh dressing down. Her brow was furrowed, and she was not letting up. Renaud had put his hands on her.
So, even his nephew was one of “the guys" .
War grinned. A red stain crept up Renaud's skin into his hairline. Zierra was smug.
“ Mais non, mes amis! ,” called Alec. As he spoke, Renaud dropped to one knee and extended a hand, palm up, toward Lorelei. She took a deep breath, stomped her foot, and turned her head away. She turned back to look at Renaud. Renaud bowed his head, exposing his neck to her. War was stunned.
“Absolutely fuckin’ masterful,” murmured Alec. Lorelei lifted a dainty foot and placed it on his shoulder and shoved. Renaud grabbed the foot and both toppled end over end, gracefully gaining their feet. They were laughing. She walked away from him, and Renaud came toward the watching group.
He entered the crowded room and said to Alec, “Hand me that CD, ami, and could you get Mademoiselle Rory and me some water for after."
Three of the boys present groaned.
“ No way! !"
“I saw her yelling at you!"
“She was pissed as hell! You touched her, you bastard!” They were very upset with Renaud.
Renaud looked at the three boys, then he looked at Zierra. He locked eyes with her and said, “Yeah, she was yellin’ at me. She was sure pissed, no?"
He looked at Zierra for a long moment. Enunciating each word carefully, he said, “She's God—damn—beautiful when she's mad, ain't she?” His eyes bored into hers. He turned to leave.
War stood up and several of the boys gathered around Renaud.
War stalked up to Renaud. “What you
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