Aaron ran his fingers lightly down my arms, lifting my hands to his shoulders slowly, watching me for any signs of discomfort. There were none, though. I went along with it, looking up at him as we slowly began to sway to the music, our noses brushing as our foreheads connected.
"She’s the one, right?" CC asked.
"What?" James asked, dragging his eyes away from Aaron and I to turn to CC.
"She’s the one," CC said louder this time, thinking James had missed her meaning earlier because of the loud music. "She’s the one for Aaron."
"Yeah," he answered. "She’s the one. He’s a lucky guy," said James, looking down at CC and pulling her close, before gesturing with his head to the door.
As soon as they slipped out, Aaron planted a soft, slow, sensual kiss on my lips. I didn’t pull away. Maybe
