The DJ, who finally stopped playing classical music, announced another couple’s dance and Ethel’s eyes caught mine. She walked over towards Noah and me, so I nudged him. “What?” he snapped before he realized why I nudged him.
“Why aren’t you guys dancing?” she asked us. “You haven’t gotten out of your seat this entire time, Noah. We’re going to eat before the adults talk; there will be no dancing after 9:30 so I advise you two to dance while you can.”
I offered her a nod and she stared at us expectantly. Did she expect us to hop up and go onto the dance floor? “Well?” Noah crossed his arms over his chest. “Aren’t you guys going to go dance?”
I stared at Noah, only to see that he was standing up. Grabbing my arm, he yanked me towards the dance floor. Rather than stopping, he continued to
