" I was, er, twirling,” I said. His lips twitched. “I cannot imagine it. You must demonstrate for me.” I glared at him. “I certainly will not. It was not meant for an audience. It was just something I did because . . .” I waved my hand around, at a complete loss for words. "

― Julianne Donaldson , Edenbrooke (Edenbrooke, #1)