Drinking Games: Felix, Lily & Open
It was sort of nice, having somebody be so honest about enjoying his company, especially as Felix's company could be a little weird at times, the whole seeing the dead thing. "I just find it hard to believe," he admitted with a shrug of his shoulders. "Who wouldn't want to be your friend?"
His gaze traveled to where her hand slipped around his wrist and the pull to be that much closer to her was stronger and he merely tightened his hold, eyes firmly fixed on her and everything and everyone else just seemed to cease to matter.
"Guess that's good then, I like you too."
He bit his lower lip and they tugged once more into a slow smile. "Don't suppose you'd wanna dance?" Normally Felix didn't dance, but for her, he'd dance.