Lena kept her lips poised on the straw of her drink, her breath held as Martin answered her question. There was something - something intriguing and perhaps a bit indecent - in the way the word<em>feel</em>rolled off his tongue.<br/><br/>She could feel in her soul that it was important to maintain eye contact with him in this moment; that any little glance away might break the enchantment that was allowing things to unfold as they were. Still, she craved just one little look to the side, to confirm with Paige that the rising heat she felt was real. Thankfully, Paige slipped her hand around her waist in the next moment, and she let a little smile grace her lips as she settled in against her friend. Just in time, too, because the next moment brought his proposition.<br/><br/>Her smile grew brighter, and sensing that his small speech had concluded, she finally turned to give her friend the hint of a wink.<br/><br/>"What a thoughtful offer," Lena replied, her eyelashes fluttering just a touch coquettishly. "We should start right away."<br/><br/>Her arm slipped up and around Paige's shoulders, urging the curvy brunette just a bit closer against her own body. "But, first, Martin - " she paused, appreciating the way his first name felt on her lips "- Paige and I have a promise to keep. We came here to dance.”<br/><br/>The bass had been pounding around them all along, but Lena had tuned it out until that moment. She let it all flood back in, along with the soft fuzziness that the tequila brought, and took Paige’s hand to gently twirl her around, before tugging her towards the crowded dance floor.<br/><br/>“Unless, you’d like to join?” she added lightly over her shoulder, raising her eyebrow towards Martin. A hand drifted down his arm, before disconnecting just short of his hand when she finally turned away.