After I ransacked the fridge we sat in silence at the counter, minding our own business. Only the music from the conference room could be heard and it made me want to dance.
I cleaned up after myself and resisted the urge to sit in Jonathan's lap. It was strange, this feeling of needing someone close all the time, to jump their bones even though you don't really know them.
He must have felt me staring at him, because he looked at me and smirked. I quickly looked away, hiding my blushing cheeks.
"Do you wanna dance?" I asked, changing the subject that was left unspoken between us.
"Do you?" He asked me.
"I do."
"Then let's go. I mean, this party is for me and what kind of guest of honor would I be if I didn't dance to at least one song." He grabbed a hold of my hand and we went in
