The week at the cabins went without a flaw…err…I mean, there
was that moment of Teddy showing up in the room naked while Cameron was at the
store and we somehow got to stroking each other…but other than that minor
incident, it went amazingly. We had been back home for two days now and just
finished wrapping up the last of the Christmas gifts. I was just about to wrap
one more when I heard something smash. Cloud darted out of the living room and
up the stairs. I stood up to find another ornament shattered.
“Cloud! This is the sixth one.” I said picking up the pieces
“Did he break another one?” Cameron yelled from upstairs
“Yes.” I said frustrated
“Bad Cloud.” I heard him say flatly
“Are you almost done?” I asked
“Five more minutes.” He said
Cameron was wrapping one of my gifts. I placed the few that
I finished under the tree. Our tree was against the wall of windows looking out
at the ocean. I walked to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of wine as Cameron
walked downstairs with gifts under each arm. He was wearing dark grey silk
pajama bottoms, no shirt, barefoot. He was so fucking sexy. He knelt down to
place the gifts around the tree as Cloud walked up to him, rubbing his white fur
covered body against his leg. I grabbed the small ring of keys hanging near the
door. As the keys jingled, Cameron looked back instantly.
“Where are you going?” he asked
“Grab the mail. I’m sure it’s piled up.” I said, since we
hadn’t checked our mail box since we had gotten back from our romantic getaway.
I walked out of the front door to our apartment and down to
the mailboxes. When I opened the box door, an avalanche of mail came pouring
out. I cursed at the mail as I picked up all the pieces one by one. As I
collected all the mail in my hands, I pressed it against my chest to prevent it
from falling again and walked back up to our apartment. I walked in and tossed
the mail onto the kitchen countertop, which seemed to scare the living day
lights out of Cloud as he bolted upstairs and probably under the bed.
“Shit.” Cameron said walking over to review the mail with me
“Yeah.” I said hanging the keys back up
We began to sift through the pile, tossing junk mail. We got
a few more Christmas cards from friends and family.
“What’s this?” I asked Cameron, however I’m sure he didn’t
know either
I held up a pearl shimmered envelope with what looked to be
a wax seal on it. The envelope was addressed to: Mr. Harris & Mr. Ramirez
from the Depoe Bay Society of Events.
“Oh. Wow.” Cameron said holding it up in disbelief
“What is it?” I asked again
“It’s for Depoe Bay’s Annual Winter Ball.” He said
“There’s an annual ball here?”
“Yeah, usually for the really wealthy and friends of those
who are wealthy. A bunch of socialites hold the event at Saint Lucius Manor.”
He explained
“Wow.” I said, “Should we open it?”
“Yes!” he said with excitement
Dear Mr. Harris &
Mr. Ramirez,
You are cordially
invited to the Annual Winter Ball of Depoe Bay, OR. This invitation will only
admit the addressed parties and must be presented at time of arrival. The theme
of this year’s ball is 18th Century. We ask all guests arrive in the
proper attire. Beverages, Hor d’oeuvre’s will be provided. Guest’s should
prepare to dance two choreographed dances including; The Foxtrot and a themed
Waltz, “Dance of the King”. Further details are provided below.
Location: Saint Lucius
Manor
Date: January 18
Time: 6:00pm – 11:00pm
Valet Parking Only
Couples must dance as
Male/Female only
“What the fuck?” I said in shock
“I know.” Cameron said in disappointment
“They can’t do that!”
“Babe. They can. It’s their private event.” He said
“Well we aren’t going.” I put my foot down
“Yeah. We shouldn’t go.” He said with a sour face
Cameron walked to the living room and plopped himself down
on the couch. Great, now I felt guilty.
“Babe…” I said walking over to the couch
He bent his legs, giving me room to sit down next to him.
“We’ll go.” I said reluctantly, “I know you want to.”
“It’s okay.” He said sitting up
“No, you want to go. We just won’t be able to dance
together.” I said
“I know that sucks, but we should be able to experience it.”
He said
“Okay. But I don’t even know how to foxtrot or do the waltz
they mentioned.” I admitted
“It’s okay. I’ll teach you.” He smiled
“What? How is it that you know how to dance these dances?” I
asked curiously
“My mom put me and Natalie in ballroom dance classes growing
up. It’s funny, I never thought they would come in handy.” He laughed
“Why didn’t I know about this?” I asked
“It was a long time ago.”
“Do you even remember how to dance them?” I asked
“Oh yeah, it’s like riding a bike, once you learn, you never
forget.” He said
“Well show me.” I said
He stood me up and began to structure my body frame. He
explained where my hands would be since most likely, I would be leading whoever
I would dance with…some chick. The first dance we learned was the foxtrot which
was kind of easy for me, but was tiring. The second dance was the Dance of the
King, a waltz. That was difficult. It had to be timed perfectly. The dance
itself was more of a walking around in a circle, doing a curtsy or bow type
motion, then midway through, we would link up and hold our frame together and
begin the traditional waltz.
Christmas
had arrived and we were excited to spend time with our families. First thing in
the morning, we opened our gifts under the tree. Cameron had gotten me a new
phone, a leather jacket I had been eyeing, shoes and a ton of shirts and jeans.
I had gotten Cameron a Rolex watch, pants and an mp3 player. We collected the
gifts for our families and headed to their place to finish off Christmas day
with them. We came to find out that Diane was now a member of the Depoe Bay
Society of Events, she had requested we were invited to the ball. Natalie,
Phillip, Larissa, Teddy, Jasmine, my parents were invited. I of course asked
Diane, why there was a restriction on dancing male/female only? She said that
she had tried to have that rule vetoed but she was overruled. The society is
made up of many older people who believed in traditional dancing which is why
the themes of the balls were always during historical eras. I didn’t agree, as
neither did she, but there was nothing I could do about it.
After
opening gifts at Diane’s, my parents, Larissa and Teddy came over as Natalie
and Cameron were going to teach us how to dance. We spent hours learning the
dances and watching the brother and sister dominate the dances like pros. It
was fun getting to learn the dances together. Teddy mentioned that he and Marco
had split up, so he asked Larissa to be his date. Larissa agreed since she
wouldn’t be able to dance with another female anyways. Jasmine had planned to
go alone, stating that she was hoping to find herself a handsome bachelor at
the ball.
We spent
weeks learning the dances until they were almost perfected. I still kept
messing up on the waltz. It was frustrating, but I was just going to do the
best I could. We celebrated New Year’s Eve at my parents’ house and even had
another dance class after midnight. The following week we had gone to a fitting
for our formal ware and wow, was it strange to be suited up in an 18th
century style costume. Cameron was snapping phots of me on his phone as I got
fitted. He kept saying how sexy I looked, how my ass was fantastic in the tight
snug pants I had to wear. We finally were set for the ball with our clothes,
the limo and dancing feet.
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2016 Copyright J.M. Casas Jr. of Royalty Novels / The True Love Saga. All
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are pure fiction. Any resemblance is pure coincidence. Models and Actors used
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