Dancing is like magic. It makes me disappear. When I dance I’m not a sister or a daughter, not a lover or a friend. I exist in the moment, onstage, where I turn pain into art and pretend the illusion is real. My past is an abomination and my future is unwritten, but my present is pure, fluid, and focused. I’m content, or at least I think I am, until the night I meet a man who makes me want more.
He’s broken, just like me, but in different ways. He’s older and nothing like the men I’m used to. Compared to him, they’re all boys, immature and insipid, while he’s a force of nature, confident, and virile. Virile is a word I’ve never used before, and I only use it now because he embodies it so completely.
At first, he fights the attraction between us almost as hard as I do. But when words like destiny and soulmate whisper through my thoughts, how can I ignore them? He can have any girl he wants, but he looks at me as if I’m the girl he’s waited for his whole life. How can I tell him I’m not that girl? I wish I were enough for him, wish I were whole. But beneath my facade, I’ve been falling to pieces for a long time, and I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the downward momentum.
So good Very very good story line…romance, suspense, mystery all tied together. However, when the characters changed in the book at first you didn’t know who was talking..I just putting the character that’s speaking at the beginning of the chapter when there is a change.
Beautiful book The characters were so good they just seemed to flow through the book. We all have ups and downs but to pick yourself up and find joy in everyday is the secret and this book had them all. A beautiful story and Will read more by this author.
An original love story I have a friend that will text me 9 out of 10 times to and say, “remind me when I see you later to tell you about what happened this morning!” Sure enough when I finally hear this anticipated story, it always is a little too drawn out and insignificant to warrant a preemptive ‘heads up’ text. The look on my face after my friend finally gets through the story is more of a ‘I guess I had to be’ there type of fake smile.Â