Her hands slipped, arm sliding around him as his lips dipped in against hers; under the thick fall of her dark hair, she could feel the warm, gentle rub of his fingertips across her scalp, the sensation thrilling down into her such that despite the warmth of the evening she actually shivered in his arms.<br/><br/>Like the music that floated away, caution was lost to the non-existent wind as she made a muffled noise in her throat, her body melting toward his and her hand clutching his fingers tight, uncaring if it were foolish, or unseemly, or if they might be spotted by another partygoer seeking air as they had.<br/><br/>Right now, there was only him, his touch, his smell, his kiss, and it felt like all she'd ever wanted.