As he didn't know the first thing about feminine wiles, despite all those hours of watching Will's TV, the lusty laugh came off as nothing more than a special, throaty amusement. But he liked the sound. He just didn't comprehend it.
"Not really." He smiled sadly. "I just know holding hands. Spinning in circles. You smile, I put my hand on your waist. Like in the movies. Which way do you want to dance? Your way or mine? Or no more?"