The music rushed through my body. The crowd moved with it. But they had moved away from our swaying bodies, I noticed belatedly. At that very moment, I couldn't care less about what anyone else around me was doing. The light swaying left me wanting more: I needed to move, my body begged me to push back, for my mind to follow what it knew it needed.
I took two steps back closing the gap between us. I closed my eyes and let my inhibitions go. All my energy was concentrated on the waves of heat that radiated from his body and clung onto mine. If it was even possible, I felt him shift and move closer to me.
Close enough for me to feel his presence.
Yet we didn't touch.
We just moved with the music. I didn't know if we were synchronized or not, but something in the air changed. It was more intense, the need to move was replaced with the need to hold.
I didn't have to wait for long.
