"No, no mi amor" He laughed and walked up to you. "That's not how you dance Bachata. And definitely not Bachata sensual"

You looked at him exhausted and fixed your hair. Alejandro grabbed your waist softly and brought you closer to him. His hands were soft and warm. He touched your skin with delicacy and looked into your eyes. He knew you were nervous.

"Trust me, mi amor..." He whispered softly into your ear and slid his hand up your waist. "I'll teach you something..."