21. Dance
By Alasse Fefalas
Slowly, they swayed to the rhythm of the music. Her head rested on his shoulder as he led her round the dance floor. Her eyes were closed, fully trusting him to not bump into the other wedding guests. One arm wrapped around her and the other interlaced with hers, he held her close, breathing in her scent.
"I don't want anyone to know," she said when he asked her for a dance.
"They already do, Lisbon," Jane replied. "Even before we got together."
Lisbon's face turned crimson.
"Dance with me," he whispered. "I wanna dance with the woman I love."
