Kenny's world had been on fire the moment the man took his wife away from him. Not that, he didn't want him to dance with his wife, he just felt uncomfortable with the man. Now, the man was whispering things to his wife and he couldn't get a view of her expression. The dance reached a point where he swirled her and let her lean down with his hand supporting her uncomfortable position and as he brought Kenny's wife back to his hands, he ran his hand from her shoulder down to her stomach with his gaze scrutinizing her body stature and he smiled.
"Your husband is lucky to have you," he had her waist in his hands again.
"I'm lucky to have him," she suddenly felt tired of the heels she was wearing.
"I mean, you are sexy...hot, damn!" He pushed her closer.
"Is it alright to flirt with any man's wife?" She asked.
"It's okay these days," he tilted his head to one side.
