"Is this what you wanted?" Cosima asked. "To feel like a normal, average couple? Like everyone else?"
"Except our love is stronger than the average couples," Delphine smiled softly.
Delphine wanted to remember every last moment. She loved the feel of her arm around Cosima's. For the last hour, Cosima had been mingling with people other than Taylor. That meant Delphine could be arm candy. She loved being introduced as Cosima's girlfriend. And she loved playing the part, giving her a chance to glance at Cosima adoringly and let her be herself without a worry about Dyad or her safety.
Slowly, music began to get louder and a few couples headed to the dance floor.
"Come on, let's dance," Cosima purred. Delphine smiled at the way she tugged on her arm, like an excited child.
"In front of everyone?" Delphine blushed, her cheeks reddening.
"You did dance with Mark..."
"Cosima, I was so drunk!" Delphine laughed.
"Come on, I want to feel your body move to the rhythm..." Cosima placed her hands on Delphine's hips, forcing the blonde to sway softly. Back home, they had danced often, but never in front of others. Cosima loved the way Delphine got nervous of dancing in public. When she let loose, the blonde had such a sensual sway that Cosima couldn't look away from.
"I hope I'm not interrupting," Taylor smiled. "I was just hoping for a dance, Cosima."
Delphine clenched her jaw, glaring at Taylor. Still, she turned to face Cosima, cupping her face. "It's okay," she whispered. She loved Cosima and she trusted her, even if that meant letting her go from time to time.
"Delphine," Cosima said softly. She knew what Delphine was doing but still felt a pang of guilt when she realized all the times Delphine had done this very thing.
"Go on, have fun." Delphine repeated with a soft smile.
"Actually, I don't want to." Cosima suddenly realized.
"Cosima-" Delphine began.
"I don't want her."
"Excuse me?!" Taylor shrieked.
"I thought when we came that I'd be able to show off my super hot and cool girlfriend, but Delphine isn't that cool..."
"Thanks for that," Delphine muttered, crossing her arms.
"It's true. You aren't hip. You're motherly," she explained. She turned to face Taylor. "And she does what she thinks is best if she thinks it's in your best interest."
"Sounds incredibly annoying," Taylor scoffed.
"And she's so quiet in bed. I mean, I could literally take her anywhere and no one would ever..." Cosima rambled.
"Cosima!" Delphine snapped. "If you have a point, please get to it..."
"My point is, you love me fiercely. You accept my flaws. And with you, I never feel like I'm just one of them..."
"One of who?" Taylor interrupted.
"She just means I see her as her and not just a girl," Delphine hissed, waving her off with her hands. She knew the truth behind Cosima's words and the clones but it was none of Taylor's business.
"Baby," Cosima whispered. "Lets dance. Just like we do at home..." Delphine nodded, taking the brunette's hand as she lead her to the dance floor.
"You know how this ends at home," Delphine teased.
"Oh, I remember it vividly..."
"Do you think you can stay dressed for so long?" Delphine whispered as they began to sway to the music.
"I'll try for you," Cosima whispered, releasing a soft moan when Delphine wrapped her arms around Cosima's neck. She loved the soft smile on Delphine's place and how relaxed they felt. Cosima knew everyone was watching them, but she wasn't about to remind Delphine. "You're still mine," she whispered without realizing.
"I'm yours, Cosima. Always."