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Dancing in a way that would probably horrify her father, Mia grinned as she felt his hands brush against her arms before settling on her hips. She swayed comfortably against him, her back pressed against his front, and he crooned the lyrics blasting through the sound system into her ear. His breath tickled her ear, and she shivered delightedly.

The last strains of "Make Me Wonder" faded away and they both beamed at each other before joining in on the deafening applause. Adam Levine, standing not more than twenty feet away from her, seamlessly slipped into the next song, "Goodnight, Goodnight."

Mia smiled, and draped her arms around Danny's neck, and they slow danced to the soft ballad. His arms encircled her waist, drawing her closer to him, and she rested her head against his chest. She could feel his heart beating, and knew he could feel hers too, and she loved the intimacy of that simple feeling.

The song drew to an end, and she grudgingly parted from him. And laughed as he swept her back into his arms, his arms again slipping around her from behind as he gently laid his head against her shoulder. She turned around in his grasp and looked up at him, raising her eyebrow curiously.

Behind her, Maroon 5 was thanking the audience and making their exit from the stage. The crowd pulsed around them, some leaving, others still reveling.

He leaned down and kissed her nose softly, "I wasn't ready to let you go."

Heart flutter, she tried to keep her voice steady as she replied, "That's a good line."

"It's not a line."

"Good," she got on her tiptoes and kissed him on the nose, "Because I don't fall for lines."

She was gratified to see a look of shock flutter across his face before he smiled heart-meltingly at her. Bending down, his face breathtakingly close to hers, he whispered, "Ready to go meet the band?"

Mia blinked. And blinked again. If he had kissed her then, she knew she wouldn't have protested, just as she knew that for as much as she called this a "non-date" in her mind, it didn't make it true.

Pushing him playfully, she nodded – still a little dazed. His arms moved away from her waist, and he took her hand in his. "Then let's go."