Tim was pruning his aunt’s roses when he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder.
Turning round, he was greeted by the brightest smile from the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Roses forgotten, music drifted on the air and without a word, he took her in his arms.
They danced across the lawns in perfect rhythm and harmony, grace personified, two bodies moving as one.
He wanted the moment to last forever, and as the tempo changed, their movements flowed together like liquid gold.
Breathing in her fresh scent, he lost track of time. In fact, he lost track of everything apart from this wonderful woman who matched him step for step and made him feel like Fred Astaire.
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