She didn’t know where he’d come from or when, but she recognised Adrian’s presence behind her when she felt his arm slip around her waist. “Mm, mm,” she murmured, shaking her head slightly even as she leaned back into his embrace. “That git doesn’t get to be part of any highlights in your life.” Though Adrian was most likely only there because he had seen what had happened, it didn’t escape Alicia that he was on the dancefloor, and he was holding her, so without really thinking she was moving again, albeit slower this time, as her fingers laced through his.
“We’ll have highlights,” she smirked, tilting her head up so she could almost see him over her shoulder. “And they’ll be even better than this would’ve been.”