he denied, shaking his head. “Of course not. I’ll admit I had some misgivings about going. I mean, waltzing and all that stuff seemed kind of wimpy to me. But once we got there...” He paused, an odd expression stealing into his eyes. “You wore a cream-colored dress to the first class. And flat shoes with little bows in front. Sort of like ballet slippers.”
Annie moistened her lips, conscious of an abrupt acceleration in her pulse. It had been years since she and Matt had talked about this particular chapter in their friendship. She’d had no idea his recollection of it was so vivid.
“My palms started sweating as soon as I took hold of you,” he continued reflectively. “I was afraid I was going to leave wet handprints everywhere I touched. And there seemed to be a total disconnect between my brain and my feet. I felt like such a klutz.”
“At least you didn’t keep mixing up your right and left the way I did.”
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