He easily picked up her hand, and it was like there hadn't been years since he practiced (and practiced and practiced he HAD!). He stepped into her space and put his hand to her back and smoothly guided her into a slow stepping waltz. The movements put their bodies closer and closer together.
His height was more apparent but not a bad thing, in his estimation. And it felt so right, holding her in his arms like that, gently swaying to the music.