The man had seemed so innocent in the bar—okay, not innocent, per say. He’d been hot, hard, and possessed a butt that I wanted to bite like the last chocolate chip cookie in my stash.
Ballet takes everything from you. All your sweat, all your tears, all your dedication, all your time. There are no drunken nights, no drugs, no boyfriends, no distractions whatsoever. But everyone has a …
