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JoMost of the party passed in a wonderful haze. People came and people went. There were drinks all around, good music, and an atmosphere that any club would be envious to have. But I didn’t really register any of that. My attention was captivated by Ellie and Ellie alone. The way she shook her hair, the confidence in her dance moves, the blush on her cheeks from the alcohol.
She was mesmerising like always but this time, I didn’t have to look away. Instead, I could dance with her all night. Her hands around my shoulders, mine on her hips. Our first kisses were still slightly awkward as we got used to each other but as the night went on, we basked in the familiarity. We grew wilder, bolder, more daring as we explored how far we could go in public and how much we were holding back.
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