PAUL KEEPS A HOLD OF Alex’s hand until they’re at the side of the room. There he tugs him a little closer, sliding his hand back around Alex’s waist. He starts moving his hips to the beat.
“Really?” Alex c***s his head questioningly, though he doesn’t step away. “We just almost got busted in your kitchen.”
“Do you mind?”
Alex shakes his head, looking perhaps a little surprised at himself as he does.
“Then c’mon. I know you can,” Paul tells him. He puts his other hand on Alex’s waist too. No one who can control their face and body they way Alex does when he acts can’t dance.
Alex smiles that small, dangerous smile of his and puts his hands on Paul’s shoulders. “Okay.”
Game on. Alex moves beautifully, easy and strong to the beat. Paul can feel the power of him under his hands, the phys
