[He tugs her even closer, and speaks lowly into her ear, and Altria swears her heart stops. He's... doing this on purpose again, isn't he! Isn't he?
(But what if he's just doing it because he wants to...?
No, those are dangerous paths for her thoughts to tread.)
She ducks her head a little, avoiding his eyes as he pulls back, knowing that he's trying to see how she reacted. She knows him well enough by now. Of course, she can't hide her flustered expression, so it's a futile effort.
Regardless, then he's starting to move, and she has to focus. Right. The dance. She doesn't know all of the steps, though she certainly was watching closely. But he leads, and that makes it a little easier; she can follow then, her own eyes on the ground as she focuses on not stepping on his toes.
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(But what if he's just doing it because he wants to...?
No, those are dangerous paths for her thoughts to tread.)
She ducks her head a little, avoiding his eyes as he pulls back, knowing that he's trying to see how she reacted. She knows him well enough by now. Of course, she can't hide her flustered expression, so it's a futile effort.
Regardless, then he's starting to move, and she has to focus. Right. The dance. She doesn't know all of the steps, though she certainly was watching closely. But he leads, and that makes it a little easier; she can follow then, her own eyes on the ground as she focuses on not stepping on his toes.
And it's...]