Gemotions

The vibrant music and dancing made Clara’s pulse quicken. She was a tornado of laughter, accepting every invitation to dance, flitting from one group to another. She wanted to obliterate any image of her he might have.

She strategically positioned herself on the dance floor, perfectly visible to him across the room. She danced with reckless abandon, twirling, kicking, and singing along to every song.

When he finally caught her eye, she simply winked and turned back to her partner, the corners of her mouth twitching upwards.