Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Carlos, Megan was looking for you,” Damon cut in, holding one tall, slim woman in each arm.

“Okay, I’ll go check on her. You have some fun,” Carlos said to her and left.

A minute later, Debbie saw Megan take Carlos’ arm and walk into a room with him while they were talking and Laughing. Debbie stared at the door, but after 15 minutes or so neither of them left the room.

She hesitated about whether to knock on the door or not. To her surpise, Colleen was already standing next to her, holding a glass of champagne.

“Let’s dance,” she urged.

It was pitch dark outside. Deafening music echoed around the island.

And the thumping could be heard everywhere. Tons of young people undulated on the dance floor, hypnotized by the pulsing beats and pleasure.

where Carlos was before

from a gentle, quiet young woman into a hot, seductive dancing queen. She shimmied and stepped in time to the music. She wasn’t the shy young woman anymore-she was a hottie on

started to move her body. But Debbie wasn’t really in a dancing

was millions of miles away. She

they doing in that room? Am I being

dancing. She hugged Debbie and whispered to her, “I thought the same thing. I thought I was just

could say anything back, Colleen was all smiles as she walked over

floor, Debbie watched Colleen leave, so

‘What did she mean?’

him, he

“Debbie and I had just started dancing

want to go back? You can dance more,”