Something about his explanation made her mouth go dry. I want so badly to touch you, she thought, fighting the inclination to stop dancing and just throw her arms around him and beg him to smile for her. But there was an invisible barrier between them, a barrier that felt far higher than the one that had kept them apart before they'd admitted their feelings to one another.

"It's not a very happy dance," she said softly. Being this physically close to him always excited her, but now all she could focus on was where they weren't touching. "And you? Do you want to touch me, too?"