Taking Chances
Taking Chances…
By Kati Walker.
The chance to dance to a song by Celine had been something both Anton and Erin had longed for, now Anton left Erin to prepare for the rehearsal with Celine actually there, her blue eyes alight with joy as she dressed carefully, the pure white dress suiting her lightly tanned skin wonderfully, her newly dyed browny-blonde hair loosely clipped back a little. She slipped her shoes on and made her way to the studios.
Anton was watching her from the stands, waiting as she approached Celine with a clear smile on her face, Erin always enjoyed dancing but now she seemed to light up as the two women spoke, some new flame there. He smiled to himself, realising she must adore the woman.
Celine stood calmly as she talked with Erin, ignoring the by-standers. She wore her own long browny-blonde hair neatly curled, her eyes a bright browny-blue, skin a light tan that matched Erin’s near perfectly. She spoke with a soft French-Canadian accent seemingly glad to have met both Anton and Erin before she sang for them. Now she smiled as Anton drew closer, letting Erin go with him with dignified warmth. “See you after your rehearsal.” She spoke calmly still, clearly happy to see the people dancing to her song. Now she took a deep breath and started, watching the two dance with calm clarity, realising the woman danced with perfection in every move, Anton a little more tense and un-relaxed.
Once they had run the song a second time and Anton felt ready to go the rehearsal stopped, Celine smiling as she accepted the chance to spend a little more time with Erin, glad to see that Erin had relaxed after dancing, seeming to have become a little less nervy and a lot warmer.
“So, is Anton your… husband?”
The look of pure shock was well worth it and Celine laughed softly. “I’ll take that as a no…”
“I’m a little more… fluid than that…”
“Seem we have more than looks in common…”
“Your married though…”
“No, not anymore…”
“Oh?”
“He left me… felt he was holding me back.”
“I’m sorry…”
“I’m alright, for now… it just hurts a little sometimes.”
By Kati Walker.
The chance to dance to a song by Celine had been something both Anton and Erin had longed for, now Anton left Erin to prepare for the rehearsal with Celine actually there, her blue eyes alight with joy as she dressed carefully, the pure white dress suiting her lightly tanned skin wonderfully, her newly dyed browny-blonde hair loosely clipped back a little. She slipped her shoes on and made her way to the studios.
Anton was watching her from the stands, waiting as she approached Celine with a clear smile on her face, Erin always enjoyed dancing but now she seemed to light up as the two women spoke, some new flame there. He smiled to himself, realising she must adore the woman.
Celine stood calmly as she talked with Erin, ignoring the by-standers. She wore her own long browny-blonde hair neatly curled, her eyes a bright browny-blue, skin a light tan that matched Erin’s near perfectly. She spoke with a soft French-Canadian accent seemingly glad to have met both Anton and Erin before she sang for them. Now she smiled as Anton drew closer, letting Erin go with him with dignified warmth. “See you after your rehearsal.” She spoke calmly still, clearly happy to see the people dancing to her song. Now she took a deep breath and started, watching the two dance with calm clarity, realising the woman danced with perfection in every move, Anton a little more tense and un-relaxed.
Once they had run the song a second time and Anton felt ready to go the rehearsal stopped, Celine smiling as she accepted the chance to spend a little more time with Erin, glad to see that Erin had relaxed after dancing, seeming to have become a little less nervy and a lot warmer.
“So, is Anton your… husband?”
The look of pure shock was well worth it and Celine laughed softly. “I’ll take that as a no…”
“I’m a little more… fluid than that…”
“Seem we have more than looks in common…”
“Your married though…”
“No, not anymore…”
“Oh?”
“He left me… felt he was holding me back.”
“I’m sorry…”
“I’m alright, for now… it just hurts a little sometimes.”