Читать книгу Only the Brave Try Ballet - Stefanie London - Страница 2
Оглавление‘Show me one more time.’
Grant’s eyes were locked on her. Her skin tingled everywhere his eyes travelled.
‘Of course.’
Jasmine pulled her shoulders back and relaxed her body into a perfect turn-out. Bending down, she extended her knees outwards and brought her feet into relevé, her ankles crossed as she balanced without a tremor of unsteadiness.
Grant stepped forward, his hand reaching out to touch her stomach in the same way she’d touched his. His full lips parted as he stepped close to her.
‘Yes, very stable.’
Jasmine held her breath. Grant moved his hand down to her waist, tilting his body in to hers so that their faces were only inches apart.
The air between them was thick with electricity, the gravitational pull unravelling her sensibilities. She so desperately wanted to touch him. Her mouth was dry. Anticipation was making her pulse race.
He placed his hands over hers and Jasmine jumped at the way her blood pulsed harder and harder.
‘Why so jumpy? Are you uncomfortable being alone with me?’
‘No,’ she whispered.
The problem was she was far too comfortable. As he stood close to her all she wanted to do was melt against him. She envisaged herself pressing against his broad chest and sturdy thighs. Her entire body crackled with excitement as they stood, merely inches apart, in the empty ballet studio.
