Free Scottish Romance: Highlander Romance: Highland Whisper (Scotland Romance) by Payton Hart Page A

moved myself back into position, took a deep breath and started again. I watched myself in the mirror as I glided through each step completing them perfectly; my heart began to beat faster as the move I had not mastered was approaching. I attempted the move and failed once again.
     
                  I was irritated with myself. Why couldn’t I get it right? Luis was showing no emotion whatsoever. I got back in position and began the dance again, starting from the beginning. I had mastered every other move, except this one, and the fact that I couldn’t complete it was driving me insane. After the fifth attempt, I just stopped and put my head in my hands.
     
    “Again,” Luis ordered.
     
                  I shook my head. It was evident that I was giving up. “I can’t do it Luis. We’ve been practicing since yesterday and I still haven’t gotten it right.
                  “Your fear of not completing the move is what is messing you up. You’re thinking too much about completing it. Just do it.” He sat down in front of the mirror to watch me again.
     
                  I sighed and got back in position. I was ready to give up. At this point, I was thinking that I would never master this dance. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I began again. This time I didn’t think about the move, I kept my head high and took each step one by one. I completed every other move perfectly, as usual, and went into the most difficult move with confidence. And I did it. I completed the move and I had never felt so proud of myself. All my hard work had paid off.
     
                  My joy was short lived though, because when I looked over at Luis, his face was unmoved. I was confused. I had completed the move without falling on my ass this time and he didn’t even look satisfied.
     
    “I’m calling off the dance,” he said at last. I looked at him confused. “You’re not ready.”
     
    “Not ready?” I questioned. “Did you not see me? I completed the move.”
     
                  “I said you’re not ready. I’m not about to embarrass myself out there with someone who can’t even complete a simple move like that one. That’s just the first part of the dance, and if you think that was difficult, you definitely won’t be able to complete the others. I’m calling it off, and I’m telling Nancy that she needs to find me another partner.” He said.
     
    I was heated, but I wasn’t going down without a fight. I hadn’t put this much work in to stop now. “I proved to you that I’m willing to put the work in. What else do you suggest I do?” I asked.
     
                  He laughed. “Willing to put the work in? You left yesterday because you’re precious feet hurt. How do you think I felt? I had been practicing five hours with someone who couldn’t even get past the first move in the dance. My body hurt as well and my feet were killing me but I didn’t give up on you. You walked out on me and now you want to come back the next day and be proud that you finally completed the move? We are way behind schedule now. I’m calling the dance off. YOU ARE NOT READY!”
     
                  No wonder Luis could never find anybody to perform with him. When it came to dancing, he was a narcissistic asshole. I was pissed. I grabbed my bag off of the ground and stormed out of the dance studio. How dare he? Who did he think he was?
     
                  Now realizing that Luis wasn’t the perfect man I thought he was, I felt horrible. All I could think about was how badly I had hurt Elliot by leaving him. I definitely let my emotions get the best of me. I couldn’t imagine how much pain he was in right now. I still remember the look on his face when I told him I was leaving, and how he begged me to stay. How could I have been so cruel?
     
                  I looked up to see Luis standing in the doorway of