Steve, Veronica and OTA.
Steve couldn't stop holding her hand and draping his arm around her waist, and the back of her shoulders, once they were sitting. He liked having her close and he wasn't particularly ashamed of that fact. She was incredible, and they went so well together. As brief as their friendship might have been in the long run, he felt like they had been friends for years before they had moved on to the next step. She got him, and she didn't put up with some of his egotistical crap. He liked that she was so feisty and self asserted when she was such a little thing, it just went to show you, big things came in smaller packages.
And she was beautiful tonight in her cute little pink dress. His heart had taken off when he had first seen her. He was halfway thru a lamb chop with his arm draped around her when he glanced up into her beautiful face with a smile. "So what do you think? Does this live up to your expectations?" He glanced around. "I kind of expected them to go a little more...crazy to be honest. It feels like a backyard barbecue at your grandma's house almost." That wasn't really a bad thing either. It wasn't an intimidating affair aside from the fancy outfits and booze.