Reyux
There was that question again and she moved closer to him. The hand that had settled on his shoulder moved up so that her fingers brushed against the back of his neck. She had noticed the music had changed, but she didn't stop moving in the way they had been before, keeping the same rhythm with him, mostly because she wanted to.
"I have," she said, her eyes not leaving his. "But I'm not sharing my first kiss with you," she stated plainly. It was a bold statement, but she meant it. If they were going to kiss, she did not want it to be simply because of Poe. She wanted him to kiss her, because he wanted to kiss her. She wanted him to want to kiss her. "I want you to kiss me," she said suddenly. Her breathing had picked up at the words, knowing full well he had every reason to tell her no.