"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.
