Elektra gasped in surprise when someone hugged her from behind and kissed the top of her head.
"Can I borrow my wife for a moment?"
Everyone seemed to be smiling knowingly and the next second he was dragged to the corner of the room, where people around them were busy at their tables or just dancing with their partner on the dance floor only a few meters from where they were standing.
Kalan leaned against the wall, pulled the woman with him, then smiled lopsidedly.
"What was that?" snapped Elektra, uncomfortable with the hundreds of stares that were directed at her back. "Want to show off your affection again?"
"Couldn't help myself," Kalan replied curtly, again tracing the woman's face with his gaze. Even though he didn't care what form the woman looked like, but still he was grateful to still be able to see the same face, the most familiar face in his years of life.
