CHAPTER 13

         Despite the fact that it must have been years since he danced professionally, his form was perfect as Fabien began to spin on his left foot, his right leg raised and bent at the knee as he demonstrated a fouetté.

          His right leg whipped around his body again and again as he spun, powering his turns, while his arms were held extended at shoulder height.

“Oh, yes! I remember now!” Blaze exclaimed.

          The sequence spilled into her mind in an unbroken chain. The ‘grand jeté’, followed by the increasingly frantic fouettés, then the despairing collapse and surrender at the end.

          Fabien stopped, barely breathing hard from the exertion.

“You still got the old moves, Fabien,” she said admiringly.

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