For a moment, William thought she might disobey social niceties and refuse him. To do so would be well within her right, too. After all, it was he who nearly ruined her dress tonight. He believed that she would've preferred it too. Then, there could be no plastered smiles and stiff dances. If he had thought clearly enough to spill his whiskey down onto her, then she would've been able to make her escape without even having said two words to him.
The music began, and, just as they used to years ago, William took her hand and led her out onto the floor. The song the band chose was slower than the previous few, a jarring change. He shot her a quick apologetic glance as they began the first steps of the dance in silence. After a minute or so, he could stand the silence no longer. To have her so close and yet so far was torturous. "You look beautiful." He complimented her quietly, so that even the closest pair couldn't overhear them. The compliment likely wouldn't help his cause, but it was true all the same.
The music began, and, just as they used to years ago, William took her hand and led her out onto the floor. The song the band chose was slower than the previous few, a jarring change. He shot her a quick apologetic glance as they began the first steps of the dance in silence. After a minute or so, he could stand the silence no longer. To have her so close and yet so far was torturous. "You look beautiful." He complimented her quietly, so that even the closest pair couldn't overhear them. The compliment likely wouldn't help his cause, but it was true all the same.