âWhat are you doing?â Josie asked with a vague amusement, though she let herself get pulled to her feet. Sylva set them on a slow rhythm, smiling at Josie with a softness only they knew she was capable of.
âIâm dancing with you, if thatâs quite alright.â
âWell, Iâm not too terribly opposed, though imagine the scandal if someone saw us,â Josie teased, leaning into the taller womanâs body heat and thinking for a moment what it would be like to take the lead for once and kiss her. But Sylva, as always, was ahead of her. She tipped Josieâs face up and pressed their lips together in a barest meeting before spinning Josie and making her give a startled laugh.
âLet them be scandalised. I refuse to feel such a thing,â Sylva said with a sharp grin.
Josie thought she may very well love this woman.















