"Sorry" Serena apologized once more for the mistreatment she was giving to Gerald's feet and attempted not to step on him again.
Dances so smooth and graceful like this one weren't her thing. And she didn't misjudge them she was just a better dancer when it came to salsa, Zumba, and even hip hop. She had attended various dance classes a few years ago whenever she had had free time.
She recalled she met Elliot after the departure of one of them. It was raining heavily and the bus did not arrive at the stop. A black Ford Mustang gave her two options, either to get wet in the rain, with all of her electronics or to get in the car and go home.
She smiled relaxing more in Gerald's arms and he smiled back looking at her with amusement.
"What are you laughing about?" He asked her with a hint of curiosity.
"Of ... nothing" she replied, still smiling, downplaying her thoughts as she shook her head.