"What?! Oh!" he said, embarrassed now that he'd offered, "I was just offering," he said, even as his face was turning red. There were people moving around them, and he dropped his hands, his face flushed. He wanted it to go well, and this wasn't it.
He put his hands back up, and stepped close to her, "Come on, Hannah. Let me hold you, sway you about. I think you'll like it, if you let me," he asked, his tone hopeful, his expression eager even if red, "You can step on my toes all you want."