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Chapters (98)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Who’s Who in Anna K(in order of appearance)
  5. Part One
  6. I
  7. II
  8. III
  9. IV
  10. V
  11. VI
  12. VII
  13. VIII
  14. IX
  15. X
  16. XI
  17. XII
  18. XIII
  19. XIV
  20. XV
  21. XVI
  22. XVII
  23. XVIII
  24. XIX
  25. XX
  26. XXII
  27. XXIII
  28. XXIV
  29. XXV
  30. XXVI
  31. XXVII
  32. Part Two
  33. I
  34. II
  35. III
  36. IV
  37. V
  38. VI
  39. VII
  40. VIII
  41. IX
  42. X
  43. XI
  44. XII
  45. XIII
  46. XIV
  47. XV
  48. XVI
  49. XVII
  50. XVIII
  51. XIX
  52. XX
  53. XXI
  54. XXII
  55. XXIII
  56. XXIV
  57. XXV
  58. XXVI
  59. XXVII
  60. XXVIII
  61. XXIX
  62. Part Three
  63. I
  64. II
  65. III
  66. IV
  67. V
  68. VI
  69. VII
  70. VIII
  71. IX
  72. X
  73. XI
  74. XII
  75. XIII
  76. XIV
  77. XV
  78. XVI
  79. XVII
  80. XVIII
  81. XIX
  82. XX
  83. XXI
  84. XXII
  85. XXIII
  86. XXIV
  87. XXV
  88. XXVI
  89. XXVII
  90. XXVIII
  91. XXIX
  92. Epilogue
  93. Author's NoteWhen Jenny Met Anna
  94. Acknowledgments
  95. About the Author
  96. Newsletter Sign-up
  97. Contents
  98. Copyright

She lost track of how many songs they danced to together, as each song kept bleeding into the next. She didn’t notice when Beatrice and her friends left, but eventually she noticed the two of them were alone. They still hadn’t spoken to each other, but really there were no words that could express what was going on between them. They were both sweating, but neither noticed or cared. At times, both of Vronsky’s hands were on her back, and at times she ran her fingers through his golden hair. Sometimes he spun her around, spooning her and putting his face in the back of her neck, wrapping his arms around her waist. They moved together to the beat of the music. Either of them could only stand this for so long before one would pull back slightly, but it never lasted. Any amount of distance felt too far, and soon they were pressed up against one another staring into each other’s eyes. Anna was desperate to kiss him, to have him kiss her, but she knew that was the line she couldn’t cross. So instead she pressed her face into the side of his neck and breathed in his scent.

If someone saw them dancing together, they would just see two beautiful teenagers having a good time on the dance floor. There were hundreds of others around them in various states of intoxication and no one cared. What they cared about was feeling good, dancing with their friends, and the next song.

Lolly pointed them out to Steven, but they were rolling hard, so seeing Anna dancing with Vronsky didn’t mean much. If Lolly were asked about it the next day, she wouldn’t really be able to say what she had seen because while it looked like they were dancing a little too long and a little too close, all she could feel was happy about it. Steven was thrilled, too, not because Anna was dancing with Vronsky, but because his sister looked happier than he had seen her look in a long time. That was all that mattered, all that Steven wanted from a night on the town: everyone he loved reveling in the good life and saying fuck everything for the night, just like him.