"It takes two to tango." Videlle spoke boldly, allowing her body to melt into his. Her hips begged to be closer to him, her hands wanted to roam his body, Videlle stopped herself. She knew that it was because she hadn’t been this close to a man since her breakup but she also knew that that wasn’t the entire reason. She could not blame this heat on loneliness, even if she wanted to. His words only make her heart beat harder, her nervousness grow as well as her need for his flesh to connect to hers. "Good thing I’m immune to feet sweeping." Her teasing tone matched her teasing movements against him.
Dante felt her move closer to him and part of him responded immediately to it, wanting to rip that dress right off of her and have his way with her as soon as humanly possible but he could aslo see the hesitation in her eyes. As if she wasn’t entirely sure this was what she wanted. Still her teasing was a good indicator and Dante could help but ask, “How immune?” as he twirled her around before pulling her back to him just as the song ended. Kissing her hand he added, “Because I’m really quite good at it, gorgeous. Thank you for the dance.”