She tried hard to keep up a calm exterior as their bodies found each other and she was against him. It had never occurred to her just how difficult it was to meet the eyes of someone you had feelings for. To have one's feelings completely exposed was a vulnerable position to be in and to fall from there would surely hurt more than anything else. Nadia wanted to be brave and trust David, give all of herself to him. As their hands met, she couldn't help but to marvel at how perfectly they seemed to fit together, like two pieces that had been largely incomplete by themselves. Her eyes met his and she could see that he sensed it too. Suddenly the urge was there and her other hand went briefly to his cheek, her eyes almost pleading him to do it. But they had a dance to dance.<br/><br/>It was odd at first to dance without music. There was silence, until she realized the noises outside, coming from the highway and their footsteps on the dusty floor. She came to realize soon enough that there was music somewhere between them, that was audible to only her and David. It had no melody or specific rhythm, it simply was and she knew it as if she had heard it every single day of her life. At first David stumbled slightly and Nadia bit her lip, trying to contain her amusement. But eventually he found the rhythm as well and sooner than she had thought, it was in fact David who was leading her.<br/><br/>She realized she had stopped paying attention to her own footing at some point, her body working on its own while her mind was focused on David and the way he gazed back into her eyes. Why was she suddenly falling for him, when she had never before succumbed to such feelings? Nadia wasn't in the mood for thinking. In fact, as if David had read her thoughts, he suddenly wrapped another arm around her, their bodies now completely against each other. She brought her hands to his shouders, momentarily stunned by this bold move, but melted instantly when he confessed he didn't want the night to end. A smile appeared on her lips. "It doesn't have to." Nadia told him and met his gaze once more. She brought her hand back to his cheek, admiring him in the little light the streetlamps outside provided. "Because I don't want it to end either."<br/><br/>The way he looked at her again, as if searching for a permission. She was growing tired of waiting. When he moved closer to her, so did she, their lips meeting halfway. With much less hesitation than a few days ago, Nadia kissed him back, her arms moving behind his neck as if to say she wasn't going to step back or run away anymore. For a short moment she did break the kiss, but only to linger there, close to him, inhaling his scent so she would never forget it, before returning to David's lips with more urgency.