Nate couldn't help his broad grin. He was back among friends with a beautiful girl in his arms and if he wasn't mistaken she was actually flirting with him. It was certainly starting out to be a better evening than he expected. "You'll be the first to try," he replied.
They continued to dance and Nate stepped back to spin her. Those lessons his mother insisted on certainly helped in this instance. When he pulled her back toward him, she was a bit closer and Nate felt a bit warm for it. He'd been working so hard lately he hadn't made time for fun or dating. His last girlfriend had been back in Montpellier. He looked into her eyes and murmured the first thing that came to mind. "You're really beautiful." A little embarrassed that he'd said it, he averted his eyes. Smooth, Nathaniel. Real smooth.