The free will ( eng)

23. Sebastian- No matter what..

If only prayers were answered, if only night was day..  I can't deny what I believe...

Next Friday I enjoy the Tango from the start. Previously Olof and I have had to leave early from Café Opera to catch the last hour. I meet several favorites and ask the other Sebastian who is a natural. I understand why he is struggling with me when he with noticeable interest is asking if I am together with Olof?

- No, we are very close friends and dance a lot together, I answer a little flattered and think about what I told Miguel why I didn't want our "relationship" to be obvious, you got free lessons from the ones that was professionals or naturals.

- I suspected that. He is much older than you? I also have several dance friends, he said with relief.

- It's wonderful. It's like my second family. In Salsa it's a warm community.

- I have to try

- You should. Come here tomorrow!

We continue our dancing and I enjoy every minute. Olof is impressed and supportive.

- Looking really good Anna! He says, and I know he means it. I just love his generosity. His comments are like dust of gold inhaled in my body making my soul luminous. I think it shows too. I try to be equal nice to him. It's not hard. He is the perfect man in many ways. Of course not infallible. He is only human, like me. I struggle with him a few more dances before we take the ferry home over the sea in front of the beautiful luminated city. It was magical every time with the moon above.

The day after I spot Sebastian sitting on the bench watching me dance salsa. Next to him is an older lady I recognize from the tango. I guess they are good friends just like me and Olof.

- Hi Anna! I did what you told me and came! But not the free lesson, so you will have to show me some! He says after approaching me quickly when my dance is over. He and his incredible azure blue eyes shine like a kid on a roller coaster. His energy too. I can feel it charge me from a distance. I laughed.

- Okay, I guess it's your turn now? When you have struggled with me? I say and smile. I showed him the basic step while counting loud to eight. It was very clear what a talent he was.

- This was a lot of fun! He says while trying to make complicated "improvised" home made figures while waving his arms and body like a windmill and dog on speed. I enjoyed myself very much. He was very fun to dance with, even being a total beginner.

- Yes, salsa is wonderful. If tango is the definition of passion, salsa is the definition of joy, I say and when the next song is a Bachata I ask him to dance tango to it. It's very dramatic and could be in the encyclopedia for passion. It feels great. I feel great. One with the universe and all that. I can also feel his interest for me increasing and I'm staring to be a little curious myself. His charisma and dance are irresistible.

- Are you coming to the "KingsGarden" next week? He asks after we finished the final dance for the evening almost completely alone on the huge floor, in an incredible tango to a Kizomba, hardly anybody knew how to dance.

- Yes, I think so, I say and really want to feel like this again. Very few men manage that.

- Great! Hope to see you there! He says and we part when he grabs his bike outside the gate. I take the ferry as usual.

Even though I haven't seen or heard from David, I'm happier than usual before I fall asleep. Dancing with him was like a dream. He seemed fearless just like me and didn't give a crap about conventions or the others. I realized the potential we had together.