"Here you go." I hold out a cup of punch and a shot.

"I don't kn—"

"It's fine," I tell Bella. "Let loose. Have fun. I got Masie."

"You sure?"

"Of course." I wink. "Maybe we can hit the concrete later."

Her eyes shoot to Alice and Jasper grooving in the street. "I don't remember if I can dance."

"I remember," I reply, smirking. "And you so can."

Eyes divert.

Cheeks flush.

Gulps shot.

Winces as she swallows. "Another?"

I bark a laugh. "Absolutely."

Bella continues chatting with Rosalie.

Masie and I weave through the crowd.

Until we're stopped.