“Oh, wow!” she panted.
I grinned back at her, out of breath too. “I know, right.”
“That was intense.” She was trying to get her breathing back to normal.
“Well, you’re a great teacher.”
“And you’re not a bad student, mister. And you did that special thing I asked you to try.”
“I just wanted to see if I was limber enough for it.”
“You certainly are,” she smiled.
I wiped away the sweat that had formed on my forehead, feeling it too on my arms and back. “I’m going to grab a quick shower.”
“Sure,” she said, stretching. “Boy, you really pushed me to the limit today.”
“It takes two to tango,” I winked.
She laughed, just as her mobile rang. “Mind if I…?”
She answered her phone. “In Step Dance School, Charlotte speaking.”