Blank and Scarlet
And a ride was what he gave her; the ups and downs of it were rather intense. Swing dancing was not for the feint of heart. But, he made sure not to take too much attention from the birthday girl, it was just something he wanted to try with Scar.
When the song ended, he smirked a little at her panting. It reminded him of something else that made her pant. Softly, he bit his lower lip. "Yeah, it was, wasn't it?" A wide, goofy smile painted his face. When the much slower song came in, he gladly accepted her into his arms. His fingers intertwining with hers as he leaned down and softly kissed her cheek.
"So, should we invite the two of them over to dinner soon? Have our own private celebration for her birthday?" His eyes moved between the two he was referencing, who were on opposite ends of the bar.