Hello everyone and welcome to this week's eight sentences. This week I am jumping to the second story in 'Dancing for the Boys' called 'A Private Dance'. I am starting from the very beginning.
Tanya ended another perfect routine with a back curl stretch tilting her head backwards so that all her pretty auburn curls tumbled behind her. She held this position for 5 seconds as rapturous applause filled her ears and resonated around the four dark walls of Brady’s club. Then slowly she pulled herself to her feet using the sleek, chrome pole, her partner in dance, and bowed her head to her audience. A quick scan of the right hand side of the stage told her He was here again and her heart fluttered as it always did in his presence. With a final bow Tanya turned on her heels and left the stage.
The warm water of the shower soothed her skin, warm and clammy after her performance. This was her fourth night this week and every night the man in the charcoal grey suit was in the audience. Of course he might not have been here just to see Tanya, he probably wasn't, but there was something about the way he held her gaze after every performance that unnerved her.
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