Page 61 of Loved By Aphrodite

“And what’s that?”

“Dance.” A slow song began to play over the speakers. “During our first wedding, I saw your face as you watched everyone else on the dance floor. You were disappointed, and I still kick myself each time I think of it because I couldn’t giveyou the one thing that would have probably cheered you up that day.”

“We agreed, that’s all in the past. Besides, I didn’t think you’d want to dance.” She wouldn’t have subjected him to something he didn’t want to do.

“I didn’t,” he said. “And thank you for thinking of me at that time. But, now, let me make up for it.” He held out a hand to her. “Will you dance with me, Aphrodite?”

“Of course.”

He led her to the middle of the dance floor and placed his arms around her, holding her close. She followed his lead, swaying to the beat of the music. At one point, he even twirled her around. “Wow, did you take lessons or something?”

“Not quite. I had Apollo teach me.”

“Apollo? Really?”

“Yeah.” He turned her, then dipped her dramatically, much to the delight of the crowd. “But you’re a much prettier partner.”

She stared at him, amazed that he would go through all that trouble just to learn to dance with her. “And your leg? It doesn’t bother you.”

“Not at all. Though…” He frowned. “I’ve been trying to improve on the sound. It’s still making too much noise, especially when I pivot on my toes for the dip. I’ll fix it for the next time.”

“Next time? You want to dance with me more?”

“Of course I do. I’ll dance with you anytime, all the time.”

Her heart nearly burst from all the emotion building inside her. “You don’t have to fix the noise, Hephaestus.”

“It doesn’t bother you?”

“Nuh-uh, not one bit. There’s nothing to fix.” She reached up and cupped his jaw with her hands, peering straight up at his dark eyes. She didn’t need to use her powers to feel the love from him. “Like I said, it’s one of those things that’s just you.”

The End.

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