Joanna was a whirlwind of energy, a fanatical singer lost in the music.
She sang along loudly with the lyrics of the love song the live band played, her face beaming with every line. It was a captivating sight, her joy infectious.
I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pulling her close, and we swayed gently to the rhythm. She melted into my embrace, tilting her head back so that her warm breath caressed my face. The intimate touch sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine.
Watching her, truly seeing her this happy, was all the entertainment I needed.
She closed her eyes, completely lost in the beat, her hands resting on mine, which were firmly placed on her belly. This was how I wanted to hold her forever, here in my arms, where she belonged. The thought settled deep within me, a
