"It does make sense, but I hate it. I was hoping that I would get to spend time with you at some of them, share a dance. My mother kept trying to get me to dance with some other men. At the time, I didn't get it." She shook her head at just how oblivious she was to it.
"True. I did get a lot of practice. I was talking to Jackson about his auditions so I'm starting to work on a few pieces he's suggested." She cuddled and laid her head on his chest. "We'll figure this out before you graduate, right?"