She couldn't help but be just a little disappointed when he got off the bed and moved away from her. From her position, she watched him cross over to a radio and put on some music. When he asked her to dance, Brigid smiled as she scooted to the edge.
Taking his outstretched hand, she slid into his arms. Unlike at the Ball, she purposefully positioned herself very close to him. One of her arms wrapped around his shoulder and her fingers went straight to the nape of his neck. Brigid didn't say a word, just swayed to the music.