"Oh, you liked that, did you?" he teased her lightly and spun her around again, then led her across the floor. It was nowhere near as fast as it needed to be, but it would still give her that feeling of practically running that was necessary.

He kept to the basic steps, but gradually increased the tempo, just as he'd said he would. Whenever her stance slackened a little, he'd slide his hand down her back and tug her back into the right one.

It was only when they were both more than warmed up and breathless, her more than him, that he paused. "You're getting the hang of it," he noted and leaned on the kitchen counter to take pour them both a glass of water. "How're your feet doing? Sore yet?"