Trouble let out a squeak and a laugh as he slapped her ass and then pulled her closer. She didn't really mind if Aden did it, liking his attention and knowing just how good his hands felt squeezing and slapping her ass. "Awww no need to be self conscious Aden. You're dancing with a girl who's hair is brighter than anyone else's, they're all paying attention to me."
"Oh? Do I make you into a bad boy?" Trouble grinned at him, her smile wicked and promising all sorts of terrible things. "I think I like that even better than the good boy detective. And I'm sure you have a few ideas just what a special dance could entail,don't you? It starts with showing what I do... or don't have on."