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Can't Take My Eyes off You

Chapter Ten

Stiles spins Lydia away from him, sending her skirt swirling around her legs, before spinning her back. A laugh bubbles out of her when he does it again just to show off to Scott and Kira who are struggling to follow the simple steps. The dance instructor claps his hands happily at their little display before almost immediately sighing in exasperation at the bride and groom as they stumble clumsily through the steps again.

Ever since Kira and Scott set their wedding day for June, the planning and preparation for the ceremony has been in full swing for the past couple of months since the siren attack in February. Lydia and Stiles have been extremely involved in helping them sort out and coordinate for their big day since they decided to get married so soon. As maid of honor and best man, they've been elbow deep in helping the bride and groom with flowers, food tastings, dress and tux fittings, and many other things, including the dance lessons Kira insisted the wedding party should have for the reception. It's been hectic for the pack, but they've been enjoying helping their best friends prepare for their big day.

Stiles gives them a cheeky smile behind their teacher's back before guiding her across the dance floor. They move in sync to one another with very little effort, easily anticipating the other's next move. Laughter dances in his whiskey eyes and the wide smile on his face turns just a little mischievous and Lydia clings to him as they keep moving. "No," she laughs, gently hitting his chest, "I know that look. Don't – you'll just make them feel worse."

His lower lip briefly juts out in an adorable pout that she just wants to kiss away and he stares down at her with puppy eyes. "Aw, can't I dip you just once, Lydia?" he pleads, turning her twice underneath his raised arm before pulling her back to him again.

"No," she laughs again as he gently places her arms around neck and rests his hands on her waist. They gently sway side to side like they are dancing at prom in tempo with the soft music playing through the speakers. "I knew we should have just told them."

"Told who what?" a voice suddenly asks, sounding slightly winded.

Their little bubble broken, Stiles stops swaying them and Lydia leans against him, tucking her head beneath his chin as she turns to look at Malia and Derek beside them. They are standing in the traditional waltz stance looking a little tired. Malia is focused on her and Stiles but Derek stares intently at his cousin's foot placement. He gently nudges her feet back into place and Malia rolls her eyes in response.

"Can you stop doing that already?" she growls at him, annoyed.

Derek easily meets her exasperated glare with one of his own and Lydia immediately knows that this isn't the first time they've had this conversation. "If I do, one or both of us is going to step on the other's toes," he tells her with a slight bite to his words.

She huffs but lets him help her. "How come you two are so good at this already anyway?" Malia asks, turning her gaze back onto Lydia and Stiles. "This is only our second class."

Lydia looks up at him and they share a secretive little smile. He grins back at her and for a second she forgets where they are, unable to think past the feeling of his body pressed tightly against hers and the warm heavy weight of his hands on her back and hip as he holds her close. And not for the first time, her mind wanders to all the other places where he could put his hands and lips on her body. His whiskey eyes darken as they continue to stare at each other and a breathy sigh passes through her lips before she can stop it. The tip of his tongue peeks out to wet his bottom lip, drawing her gaze to his mouth and taunting her, and Lydia forces herself to look away, focusing on Malia and Derek again.

She steadily meets their gazes, daring the two suddenly smug cousins to comment on what just happened. "This isn't mine and Stiles' second class," she tells them finally when they thankfully don't say anything.

Malia's brow furrows in confusion. "What?"

"I signed me and Lydia up for dance lessons last summer as a joke," Stiles explains with a chuckle. "I thought for sure that she was going to yell at me for it and make me cancel."

"But I didn't and we ended up having fun," she returns as his hands find their way back to her waist and they start to slowly sway to the music again, "That and now we know how to properly ballroom dance."

"Do Scott and Kira know?" Derek asks, nodding toward them.

Lydia glances over Stiles shoulder at the couple and shakes her head once as she watches them. They're listening intently to whatever their teacher is saying before attempting to do the simple box-step again without stepping on the other's toes again. "No," she says, turning back to look up at the werewolf. "Kira wanted something for the entire wedding party to all participate in together other than the wedding itself and Scott suggested dance lessons. Kira was so excited when she told me and I didn't have the heart to tell her Stiles and I already knew how to."

"And because we didn't tell them, Lydia's making me hold back all the fancy moves we know," he moans, shooting her a teasing grin.

She threads her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and gently tugs in retaliation. "I'm not making you do anything," she returns with a smile of her own. "I just made a suggestion and you agreed with it."

"Crap, he's looking over here again," Malia swears suddenly, looking at something past Stiles and Lydia. She turns to face Derek again, readjusting her grip on his hand. "Come on," she says, practically dragging him away to another part of the room to stand amongst the other couples.

Their dance teacher suddenly appears beside them and showers them in praise. "You two have really gotten the hang of this," he tells them with a pleased smile. "Keep up the good work!" He shoots them an excited thumbs up and a wink before moving on to observe another couple's footwork.

Stiles takes her hand in his and spins her around the room. "We'll tell them tonight," he says as they begin to slow dance again. She nods in agreement and when he spins her next, she lets him end it in a dip.

Only 3 more chapters after this. Hopefully it won't take me another year to update this. I'd love to know you guys' thoughts on this chapters!