Lucas slipped his arms around my waist and as he kissed me, I felt the familiar butterflies in my stomach as his aroma surrounded me. His kisses were insistent, his lips cool and firm against mine and I ran my fingers through his dark hair, wanting to hold onto this moment forever. Five minutes later, the ride slowly began to turn again and Lucas released me reluctantly, pressing a last, lingering kiss against my cheek. “Should have given him a hundred,” he grumbled quietly.
I was still laughing as we stepped off the ride and Lucas slipped his arm around my waist, holding me close as we went in search of a drink. We found a stand near the dance floor and Lucas ushered me to a seat before he went to purchase a soda.
It was entertaining to sit and watch the dancing couples enjoying the mus
