His eyebrow raised and he glanced over at her. "I smell a challenge, demigoddess," he murmured.

Taking her hand in his, he pulled her out to the dance floor. The song was mid tempo, a little slow but not a ballad. Strong arms wound around her, pulling her close with one arm while his hand easily found hers in the other. Dark eyes locked with hers as he began to sway her to the music.

As graceful as he could be, it was hard to focus when he finally had her pressed up against him. "I've missed this, dancing," he whispered.