In catching her eye, he felt the tips of his ears go pink. It felt a little ridiculous, standing here subtly flirting even he knew that Sisse was no longer just Sloane's childhood friend. They'd had an interesting year and Alvin had gradually noticed the change. He still didn't know exactly what to do with the knowledge, but it was there, in the back of his mind and he was starting to wonder if it was the same for her. Alvin really wasn't in a place to do anything about it, even if he was starting to realize he might want to.

He followed her gaze, understood the insinuation and he smiled slowly, almost conspiratorially. "Isn't that frowned upon, Miss Thompsett?" Two dances said something, did it not?