"That sounds just right," she agrees with a grin that belies any rumors that she might be a lady. Ladies curb their enthusiasm far better than that. Truthfully, he could just spin her around until she's dizzy and she'd think it was a delightful dance. But a waltz or two is in her repertoire, so she knows where to move and when. Without the lure of gravity, her skirt billows and swirls behind them.
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