Oh goodness, a waltz. Juliana had never been particularly taken with any kind of dancing, but at least with some of the other dances if she made a mistake she could cover it by switching her feet quickly and getting back on step. Waltzing was different, with the gentleman so close. One wrong step and his boot would be squarely in the center of her foot, and she'd have only herself to blame for never bothering to become very good at dancing.

"I, ah — I'm not very good," Juliana said with a slight grimace, hoping this would deter him from pressing the issue.

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