"Sure!" Alex said, ready to get back to the dancefloor.  At this point she would dance to anything.  Usually it didn't take much to get her out dancing anyway, but with the drink mixed in it would take no effort at all.  She allowed Cole to lead her back to the dancefloor.

The song wasn't as fast as the songs that played in Spanish, but Alex enjoyed the dancing nonetheless.  She looked up at Cole and listened to the lyrics.  It got her thinking.  Why wouldn't he kiss her?  Was she imagining everything?  Was she imagining the way he spoke to her?  Was she imagining the way his eyes explored her body when he thought she wasn't looking?  Alex let out a soft sigh.  It couldn't be her imagination, but what kept him from making a move?