Clara and John
"Shy isn't weird. I'm the same way too." Clara told him. It was partially true. She was shy around new people and those she worried might bully her. She hoped John didn't place her in either of those categories when he thought of her.
Her lips curved into a smile at the feel of his touch on her back. "And you feel better than warmed up, you're sizzling hot." Draping her arms around his neck, she stared back into his captivating eyes and rubbed her hips against his, hoping to keep him feeling heated. It felt as if they were the only two at the dance, allowing her to feel bolder and she brushed her mouth against his.