Re: Frankie/Lyle - 9:30ish
Frankie didn't mind what kind of song was playing. She was sure Lyle could dance to just about anything. He was sure footed and held her confidently. His little smirk was entertaining, and she laughed at it. "Look at you," she teased, "It's always the quiet types," she added with a wink.
Caught off guard by the spin, Frankie squealed a little. When she was on her feet again, she gave his chest a little slap. "You're not allowed to sweep me off my feet. Down boy. I'm already taking a girl back to my room for the night. No boys allowed."