“I love you with all my heart and want you to be happy. This year, for Valentine’s Day, let me make your dreams come true. Your wish is my command. What will it be?”
We met at Danny’s Tavern. My friends and I went every weekend because they had live music on Fridays and Saturdays. We loved to dance and the music was always good and loud.
On one particular Friday night, it happened that all of my friends were busy. So I decided to go by myself. Being a regular, I felt perfectly safe.
Got me a drink and had a few dances. That’s when he came in. I couldn’t help but notice him because of the way he carried himself. He appeared to be extremely confident and moved like a lion with power and poise.
Good looking, too.
I was having so much fun dancing that I forgot about the new guy. After a while, I took a break outside to cool off.
Guess who had the same idea? Tall, dark, and handsome, that’s who!
“Love the way you dance. Looks so relaxed,” he said. I replied, “I’ve been dancing all my life. I started taking lessons when I was three. What about you, do you dance?”
At this, he smiled. “You might say so. I’m a ballroom dance teacher.” So that explains his confidence and posture. He grinned and said, “Come on, let’s dance.”
I accepted his invitation and, boy, did we dance. Every song the band played; every song the jukebox played. Slow songs, fast songs, it didn’t matter.
It was what we both loved to do, so we just danced and danced.
At the end of the night, he asked for my number, which I gladly gave. Twenty-two years later, we’re still together. So when he asked me what I wanted to do more than anything for Valentine’s Day, I told him the truth.
“I want to go to Danny’s Tavern, where it all started.”
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