He found himself leaning closer still.
His gaze dropped to her lips.
They were slightly parted, the faintest hint of a smile playing at the corners.
She didn't pull away.
Instead, her fingers tightened gently at the back of his neck, holding him there as if daring him to close the remaining distance.
The music that had surrounded them moments ago seemed to fade into the background, becoming a distant, rhythmic thrum.
The flashing lights blurred into streaks of red and violet.
All he could see clearly was her face.
Her eyes.
The heat in them.
"Do you want to get out of here?" he heard himself say loudly.
Babydoll's smile widened slowly.
"I thought you'd never ask."
They slipped through the crowd with a newfound urgency.
Bodies brushed against them as they pushed toward the exit, but neither of them seemed to notice anymore. The energy between them had shifted, charged with something electric and reckless.
