heartbroken.....................

"Fancy a waltz", he says. You look around. The music pumping from the speakers is not the waltzing kind. The floor is full of bodies, gyrating chaotically.

"Sure" - it is the only appropriate response.

He clasps you to his body. You get a scent of adrenaline, and you move with him.

Never mind the music, you glide around the room, forgetting all else around you. He moves beautifully, holds you firmly and you want to burn up in his arms.

"What next?" he whispers into your ear