*ALL CHAPTERS COMPLETED*
She was a young woman who the world only saw as daddy's-little-girl, naïve, and innocent... He was a man just trying to beat the odds and make something of himself in a life that wasn't easy on him.
When meek, quiet, and out of step Diana (Baby) Houseman arrives to the sleepy Catskills mountain resort in upstate New York in 1963, she's expecting charades, crafts, and an uneventful summer by the lake... Nothing special. What she wasn't expecting is to have her world turned up side down when she meets the talented, attractive, and way-out-of-her-league resort dance instructor Michael, who comes from a world that is far from cushy and safe... And she can't help but feel drawn towards him. When their lives collide under intense circumstances, Diana takes a peak behind the looking glass and finds a world that is sensual, wild... and a little dirty. Will she be able to handle it? Maybe this out-of-date resort has more than meets the eye after all...
He can teach her how to dance... But what will she teach him?
Will a casual family vacation turn into a summer of self discovery, finding your light, and unexpected romance? And will Michael be able to bring Diana out of her shell and stoke the fire that he sees under the good girl façade? A coming of age story about crossing the lines, testing the boundaries, finding yourself, and two people falling in love despite the odds that divide them.
Dirty Dancing reimagined! Based off of the 1987 cult-classic film, mixed with Michael Jackson Bad era, familiar faces, and a brand new twist on the story that we all know and love! Roughly follows the original movie plot, with added scenes and extra dialogue, and a steamy new outlook...
For Mature Audience.
1987
Calabasas, California
"Do you like being a bodyguard?"
"Yeah-It pays good." Michael peered at her through his peripheral vision.
"Do you like being a film director's wife?" He mumbled out, his voice barely above a whisper. Bringing his hand up to his face he brushed a few strands of curly hair away.
Salma exhaled from her mouth harshly. She glanced up, her face tensing.
"I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered, nodding her head along to her words.
"Nice?"
Her brows shot up and her lips curled into a playful grin. "Nice." A soft chuckle left her parted lips as she shook her head slightly.
"I'm sorry-I'm not no good with words," she giggled, cupping her hand over her mouth.
"No-I'm sorry I asked that-That was a real' stupid question." He cringed, folding his arms across his chest.
She brought her hand away from her mouth; bringing up to the ends of her braid.
"It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she laughed, trailing off towards the end of her sentence.
Her eyes lingered down and the pad of her thumb prickled by the dry ends of hair. Staring blankly at the floor; her brows knitted and her lips stretched into a straight line.
'Nice,' she repeated to herself.
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