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Dancing


Erryn watched him closely. He had strong yet elegant hands. She loved the way how he could hold on tight to his dance partner, yet be gentle at the same time. He moved with grace. He wore a simple white shirt and she could see his muscles flex underneath. Suddenly their eyes met.


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