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    That smile of hers – So Dangerous –

     

     

    “Yeah hey that made me think that I’ve never for the 8 freaking
    years that we’ve been friends that I’ve ever seen you dance!! Ever!!” Oh *****.  “Whaaat? You’ve
    seen me dance man how about that time on the cruise?” I don’t think she was
    there. “I wasn’t there Shane and you were too busy with that Carmen chick”
    Carmen. Very hot. Wondered what ever happened to her. She was nice when I ended
    it. “Oh right well too bad huh”

     

    She just looked at me and shakes her head left t right.
    “You’re good at changing the subject.” Baby I’m a pro at it. The movie ended,
    I’d probably give it 7.5 out 10. She grabbed the remote and clicked ‘open’, she
    got up and put the DVD back in its case and put something else on. Hmm I don’t
    mind a movie marathon. “Shane… you came here to comfort me right?” “Yeah”
    Something bad is coming up. Then I could hear a rhythm coming from her TV
    speaker. She’s shaking her hips to the beat starts to move her hands around. I
    knew it! She’s going to make me dance. I’m dead.

     

    “Oh no no no” No way that I’m going to dance to this weird
    song… what the ***** is it??”

     

    ~ Well, my friends the time has come
    To raise the roof and have some fun ~

     

    “Oh c’mon Shane! Pleeeeaassseee…. just one song?! One
    song?! Oh please don’t tell that you’re actually shy…”  Me.
    Shy. Never.

     

    “I’m not shy… geez… I just haven’t dance in a long time.
    You know… forgot all my moves and stuff…” Moves. I actually do not know how
    to move, except when I walk and run. I just figured it out… it’s Lionel
    Richie.

     

    ~ Karamu, fiesta, forever
       Come on and sing along....
     
      All night long! All night, all night
      All night long! All night, all night ~

     

     

    “Moves” She raised an eyebrow and smile wickedly at me. So
    Dangerous.  “I would love to see this…”
    She grabbed my arm and pulled me making me to stand up. My hope for a movie
    marathon has gone. She’s actually quite a dancer. So *****. She’s really into it
    now. Who can blame her… the sound of the beat. Wait. Is that my feet tapping
    the floor. I’m shaking my head to this evil song… my hips and arms are
    moving. I’m dancing.

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