Chapter 81: You’d Better Hurry Up
Cathryn followed Keith to the door, and as he looked back at her, he said, "I'll be back early in the afternoon. I have taught you lesson one on how to dance."
When Cathryn glanced at Keith and noticed how tired he was, she hesitated and then said, "No, it's okay. I am a fast learner, and I have an excellent memory. I'm sure I will remember every step we took last night."
Keith watched Cathryn with a wry smile on his face and an amused twinkle in his eyes, then he asked, "You have an excellent memory? Well, do you remember where we met the first time?"
Cathryn straightened herself up as a blush traitorously began to stain her cheeks. 'Of course, remember the passionate night we spent together that was the night we first met Keith,' Cathryn thought to herself, but there was no way she was going to tell Keith. Then Cathryn coughed awkwardly and replied, "You'd better hurry up, or you'll be late for work."
Looking at Cathryn, he nodded absently, and silence fell between them. Keith didn't seem overly concerned when she didn't respond to his question. He reached out and touched her cheek gently with his fingertips. "We will continue this conversation and dance lessons when I get home," Keith said softly.
His touch sent a tremor of fire through her, and Cathryn was embarrassed to feel her hormones stir. Then looking up at Keith, Cathryn nodded. He chuckled when she nodded, and his eyes flashed in sweet amusement. Then she smiled, and he smiled back. Keith turned and went downstairs to meet Jack, who had been waiting outside the door for him.
Looking out the window, Cathryn leaned against the wall, watching him get into the car and drive away. It amazed her, the sadness that welled up inside her as she watched him leave. "Miss Riley, your breakfast is ready," Eva called as Cathryn passed the kitchen.
When Cathryn finished, the masseuse was waiting for her. After the massage, Cathryn felt relaxed and then went to the study. She intended to study for the exam. Cathryn tried to concentrate, but her mind kept wandering. 'I should search YouTube and see if there are any videos for dance lessons.' Realizing how many videos there were, she clenched the phone in her hand, she locked the screen and sat, staring at it. "Oh my, there are so many videos to choose from," Cathryn muttered under her breath. She clicked on several tutorials until finally, she found the right one.
John happened to be outside trimming the flowers and heard the music coming from upstairs. He was curious and thought, 'Now is that Eva or is that Miss Riley?' Then he went upstairs to find out what was going on.
When he peeked into the room where the music was coming from, he was quite surprised to see Cathryn looking down at her feet and trying to look at her cell phone at the same time. He chuckled to himself and said in a low voice, "Is she trying to learn how to dance?"
John, who was an excellent steward, observed Cathryn for a while, and then he knew what she was trying to do. "Miss Riley," John said. Seeing John enter the room, Cathryn quickly closed her phone and hid it behind her back.
Cathryn found the whole situation embarrassing, and her face began to turn red. She said in a low voice, "I'm trying to surprise Keith by learning the dance steps before he gets home."
"There's a woman on the island who teaches ballroom dancing. Would you like me to give her a call for you?" John asked.
Cathryn looked up at him with astonishment. She never expected there to be so many talented people on Flower Island. After a brief hesitation, Cathryn agreed and said, "Yes, that would be great. If I had a dance instructor, then I wouldn't have to bother Keith. I know he says he doesn't mind, but I know how busy he is with work." Cathryn hesitated, "Then, after seeing how tired he looked this morning from the dance lesson last night, it would be perfect." Cathryn felt happy and sad at the same time because she enjoyed spending time with Keith.
John called the dance instructor, and she was eager to come over and teach Cathryn. Cathryn heard someone knocking on the door and shouted, "Don't bother, Eva. It's for me." Cathryn opened the door, and there stood a Brazilian woman. She had a curvy and gorgeous body, and Cathryn admired her lightly tanned skin. 'Oh my god! She is so beautiful,' Cathryn thought to herself glumly. Cathryn immediately greeted her, "Hello, I'm Cathryn."
The instructor introduced herself, "Nice to meet you, Cathryn. My name is Diana." Her voice was distinctive, soft, and mellifluous.
As a Brazilian, they weren't ashamed to look sexy. They aim to be healthy and strong rather than just skinny. Diana danced rhythmically, swaying her hips to the music. She moved gracefully across the floor. "Diana, you dance beautifully. I can tell by how you move that you are very passionate about music and dancing," Cathryn said as she watched her in amazement.
Cathryn's first lesson was an ordinary slow dance, and it didn't take long to familiarize herself with the steps. Then Diana taught her some new steps for Brazilian folk dances. Diana was dressed in a short skirt, had an arm and leg band, and wore an elaborate headdress. Then Diana said to Cathryn, "Let's make this a little more interesting and will help you choose some clothing to suit the music."
When they finished, they went back into the room to continue with the lessons. "I'm pregnant, so I can't dance as passionately as you. I think I should be okay as long as I learn the basic steps," Cathryn said, trying to reassure herself.
'Keith told me that Jeremy holds these parties at least seven or eight times a year. So after the baby is born, I can take some more lessons.' This thought subconsciously ran through her mind, and at first, Cathryn didn't think anything of it. Then it was as though it was embedded in her brain. She couldn't stop thinking about it and pushed the problem down into the dim recesses of her mind. As she was struggling with these thoughts, she almost lost interest in learning how to dance.