He closed the gap between them. This is what Sandra was going to do, they were trying to act like a couple in love. She was aware they were doing a very good job. But when their lips had touched, she'd felt something she'd never thought she would. It felt like a rush of electricity flowing through her, a spark. The kiss was only meant to be a couple of seconds, but when she pulled away she was well aware it had been longer than that. She didn't know what to do, so just looked at him, she wondered if he had felt the same she had. She didn't have to wonder for too long, the look in his eyes said it all.
'We need to mingle.' She had told him, she got up and walked of to chat to people. He couldn't argue, that was what they were here to do. He'd done what he was told but he was very distracted by thought of what had happened not long before.
It was getting late now, Sandra had found her way back to Gerry and took his hand and pulled him over to the bar.
'So Gerry, did you find anything helpful out?'
'No, what about you?'
'Me neither.'
Gerry turned around, he saw people slow dancing on the dance floor.
'Come on Sandra.'
He took her hand and led him to the dance floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck, they swayed gently in time to the music, just staring at each other. She couldn't take it, so was quite glad when he reached forward to kiss her. He wanted to be sure he hadn't made the spark up. He hadn't. Sandra had an unreadable expression on her face, he had no idea if she felt it too.
All he knew was that Sandra had her arms around his neck, he had no idea if this was all just acting to Sandra. It certainly wasn't to him.
The song finished and people were beginning to leave, they had decided this was the time to leave.