Anthony's POV
I was paralyzed by Mariam's movements.
Where... or who had taught her to dance like that?
It was a mix of 1950s rock steps with some Latin rhythms... something I had never seen but that was...
Wonderful.
And with a provocative sensuality that made me wish I were the nerd she was dancing with.
I would have surely died of excitement at that moment.
When it ended, I didn’t dare respond, and the song was already finishing.
The victory was hers... and that delighted me even more.
"Come on, Ace, let’s sit down," said Tiffany, taking my arm as it became clear who had won that dance duel.
I wasn’t surprised that Tiffany was a sore loser. She must be used to winning, just like me, so I understood her, because I wasn’t used to losing either, but in Mariam's case, it was diffe
