Katara's feet skimmed across the floor, effortlessly keeping time to the music. Then she was spinning and twirling, Aang's warm hand steadying her. A last whip around and he dipped her low, ending the dance with her back arched into him and her hair brushing the floor. She allowed the laugh filling her spirit to slip free when he pulled her up and into an embrace.
"Sorry I forced you to come to this party" he said, his smirk anything but apologetic.
"All is forgiven." She was smiling as she pulled his face down to steal a kiss.