Everything was in place. Justin was where he was supposed to be. I had his back faced away from the view of the fountain below. I looked to the building where our guy was supposed to be and saw his shadow behind a slightly opened window in the Hudson building. You could barely see it unless you knew what you were looking for.
''Would you care to dance with me, dear wife of mine.'' My attention focussed on Justin whose hand was outstretched towards me.
My eye darted to the guy again, knowing that he was in place was a relief. ''We don't have any music.'' He sighed and pulled me into his embrace.
''It is the most silliest notion that we need music to dance.'' He said as he swayed us gently, his body pressed against mine so closely that the smell and warmth of his body seeped around me.
