The throngs of women had only become larger since he filled out, every growth spurt leaving him taller and broader, the angles of his face sharper and more elegant.
He found her eyes over the current gaggle, his smile warm and mischievous. He cocked his head towards the hall, and excitement fluttered in Katara as she casually made her way out of the ballroom.
He beat her there, somehow. She felt his arms slip around her from behind, his voice warm in her ear as he pulled her back into the empty cloakroom.
"I've wanted to touch you all night."