“Oh come on. It’s valentines. Have a ball, be silly. This whole thing is silly honestly.” He laughed, heading for the dance floor. “Honestly, it should be about having fun, no pressure. Like this. Watch!”
Paxton said nothing, watching with a quirked brow. His lips twitched slightly, unable to help the amusement. “I guess I don’t find Valentines Day a reason to celebrate,” he retorted, words lacking any real heat. “What kind of dance is that? Does it have a name?”













