Free Unexpected Reality: Book 1: Gamer Girl by L. Foster Page B

the man slid silently into his seat, kindly nodding at the others as the introduced themselves politely. She stared at him, taken aback. If she thought that the others were good looking, she couldn’t even begin to compare them to Evan.
     
    He had a tall and lean frame, as most male dancers do, but the way he carried himself enhanced his gorgeous body. He had thick and rich dark brown hair that fell softly into his eyes, hiding the most beautiful sea glass colored eyed. Below that, his face was set with a pointed nose and a strong chin, complete with a dominant jawline.
    He turned to her and gave a smile that shook her to her bones and said, “I look forward to working together, Elizabeth.”
     
    The way he purred her name made her blush and she softly said, “You can call me Chloe.”
    His smile widened and he said, “Okay, Chloe.”
    Their attention was pulled back to the speaker at the podium, going over the schedules and guidelines for the next few days. As Chloe laid in her hotel room  bed that night she felt exuberantly awake, the excitement of the contest making her feel giddy and a bit nervous. She had to admit to herself though, that these feelings were also attributed to her new partner, Evan.
     

 
     
    Chapter  2
     
     
    Sweat poured down Chloe’s face as the first lesson of the day came to a close. It had been good to stretch out her muscles and feel the rhythm of the fast pounding music. The choreography had been tough, but Chloe managed to keep up really well. She quickly revealed herself as one of the top competitors, and took mental note of who to watch out for.
    Chloe walked over to where everyone was gathering their belongings and picked up her own bag. She pulled her water bottle out, guzzling the contents greedily. Chloe was mentally going through the rest of her day when she heard a smooth voice behind her say, “You looked good out there.”
     
    She whipped around quickly to find her partner, Evan, who was watching her with a bemused smile. Chloe hesitated, unsure of what to say, caught off guard by his compliment. “Thanks.”, she mumbled.
    “What did you think of my moves?” he asked, his voice sounding a bit egotistical. He swept his hair out of his face, which was covered in sweat. He stepped closer to her and Chloe’s heart began to race, his smell was intoxicating.
     
    Chloe turned her nose up at him, raising her eyebrows she said coolly, “I wasn’t paying attention to you, I was focused on the instructor.”  This was a lie of course, as Chloe had watched Evan out of her peripheral the entire morning, relieved to find that he was a very good dancer, easily one of the best.
     
    “Too bad.” he said with a hearty laugh, walking past her to exit the room. He looked over his shoulder before exiting, and checking Chloe out in a quick glance said, “Don’t worry, I think we’ll make a good fit.”
     
    Chloe was shocked by the boldness of his sentence, and blushed at his obvious innuendo. She let out a deep sigh, feeling conflicted as to whether he had annoyed her or flattered her. Chloe decided it wasn’t worth wasting time on and quickly left the now empty studio. She hurried on to lunch her stomach rumbling fiercely, her body was in desperate need of nourishment.
     
    After lunch the women and men would break off into separate groups. Tonight held the first two competitions of the week, Solo Female and Solo Male. Everyone was told to have a dance prepared, but they were still given a few hours to practice. Chloe was nervous, she knew that winning this would give her an advantage over the rest of the girls. Out of the 15 or so other competitors she knew she would have to really work hard to win this one.
     
    After a long and grueling practice, Chloe headed off to her room to get ready for tonight's competition. She entered her room, and tossed her bag onto the bed. She went into the bathroom, peeling off her sweaty clothes and turning the shower on. The water felt good