Jesse usually danced like a white boy but now, thanks to the curse, he had a bit of grace to himself. As they got closer together, Jesse almost panicked. This as the closest he ever danced with anyone. He did note the smell, nice smelling like some sort of animal. "You're not a werewolf, are you? I'm a werewolf..." He slowly grew a bit more comfortable although his heart still beat very fast.
"I want to kiss you..." Jesse found himself admitting to. He had never been kissed mainly because he never allowed himself to grow that close to ANYONE. Of course, if this were to be his first kiss, it will be a memorable one at that. Jesse was hexed after all.