Re: 8:55pm, on the dance floor (Kami, Jack)
That caught Jack completely off-guard. He froze momentarily, his gaze locked with hers, then remembered they were supposed to be dancing. "Kami..." The memories of their tryst flashed through his mind -- the good parts, before they got caught. "Kami," he said again, softly. "I wish I could forget too. It'd make everything so much easier, wouldn't it." His hand worked gently at her waist; he wanted nothing more in that moment than to draw her into his arms and hold her.
He squeezed her hand instead, and ran his thumb over her fingers. "But I can't forget. How could I? You were... The way you felt in my arms, the way you smelled, your warmth, your skin... Don't think I'll ever forget."