Chapter 2“Stop looking at your feet,” Todd said.
“Then how will I know where to put them?” Nick stumbled…again. “You learned to do this when you were a kid.”
Todd sighed and smiled, arm around Nick’s waist, and tightened his hold. “Nonsense, just go with the music and follow me.” He stopped and bit his lip, trying to hide a wince when Nick tripped, his foot crunching over Todd’s toe.
“Oh God, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
“Nicky.” Todd cut him off. “It’s okay, really. The lady who taught me to dance swore I was some sort of secret weapon against footwear.” Nick chuckled and Todd felt him relax. “You’re a graceful, athletic man, try to remember that. This is supposed to be fun, so have fun, damn it.”
That earned him an outright belly laugh from Nick. They’d moved all the furniture in thei
