Chapter Seventeen | "Trust Me"

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Saturday, January 4, 1992
Los Angeles, California

Prince's POV

"Group five you may come in." I spoke into the microphone as the group of young ladies walked in for preparation of tryouts. "Welcome ladies. Thank you all for coming out today. I sure hope you all are familiar and comfortable with the routine from yesterday, let's take it from the top shall we? Damon? The music please."

"Number six is a definite no." Kirk leaned over and whispered as they all were completely appalled by the red head's lack of rhythm.

"Maybe she's nervous?"

"Check out the moves on number ten though, did she just stumble?" Damon asked trying to hold back a laugh.

"Brother I certainly don't know but what I do know is number nineteen is selling something and it sure ain't innocence!" Tony exclaimed while eyeing the sultry brunette. "Prince she hasn't taken her eyes off of you since she's stepped foot in here."

The dancer rolled her midsection and swayed her hips sensually while giving Prince a smile.

"Hmph." I mumbled signaling the music to stop.

"Job well done ladies. As you all know there can only be one chosen from each group, and with each individual chosen, the last routine with the remaining dancers will lead to the final decision. So with that being said number nineteen, you executed the routine very well, and we'd like to see more from you."

"Thank you!" The brunette jumped and squealed excitedly as I thanked the other ladies before they exited the studio.

"It says here on your résumé that you've had professional training in ballet, as well as belly dance? Interesting." Robia nodded with a smile.

"Yes I have, I've been dancing since I were just a little girl. It's my passion." The dancer gushed. "Any other form of dancing has just come naturally."

"Maya Garza? I am saying your name correctly right?" Tony asked.

"Yes. Maya Garza." She smiled brightly moving her attention back to me.

*

Wednesday, January 8, 1992
Chanhassen, MN

Nikolai's POV

I gazed excitedly through the window, waiting for Prince's arrival. Although he hadn't been too long gone, I missed him.

"Alright, any minute now." I tapped my foot before eyeing my watch.

Just as I looked back to the window, the car pulled into the driveway and I headed out to greet him.

"Well isn't it the most beautiful woman in all of Minnesota?" Prince beamed as the driver shut the door behind him.

"Hi darling!" I chuckled while he pulled me into a hug.

"I've missed you Nikolai." Prince said between kisses while I felt myself being lifted.

"I've missed you more." I cupped his face with a smile. "Come on inside out of this weather. How were the tryouts?"

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