It seems like only yesterday that it was not right, it was not proper, to be able to reach up and touch the side of Hannah's face. When just a touch to her hand or arm was careful and daring.

Now, she is close enough to study the depth of her eyes, even if a good portion of his attention is distracted by the feel of both her skin under his hands, and her hands gently brushing his neck.

Thankfully, slowdancing is hardly any more complicated than slowly moving in time to the music.