Page 102 of Meet Me at the Metro

He shakes his head in disapproval, but there’s a hint of admiration in his eyes—like he’d join right in if he just let himself.

Acting impulsively, I move my body to the music, crooking a finger for him to join me.

“Absolutely fucking not,” he chuckles, though he can’t seem to keep his eyes off of my swaying hips.

“Oh, come on!”

“You’re mental.”

“Please, Teddy,” I pout. I step backward toward my two friends, increasing the speed of my movements as the tempo and music begin to crescendo. “You owe me, you know?”

“Like hell I do!”

“You do!” I holler over the band. “Have you forgotten about‘The Star Flyer’?”

“You’re not playing fair at all right now.”

I give him a saccharine smile. “I think I’m playingveryfair. You owe me.”

“You fucking loved that ride, don’t even.”

“Are you implying you won’t love dancing with me, Teddy? That’s rude.”

He gives me a blank stare like he can’t believe I’m pulling this shit right now.

“Fine, then don’t dance with me,” I pout.

He’ll cave; I just know it.

“Dammit, Nora,”he sighs, snatching me by the hand and pulling us beside Evie and Harvey.

I’m giggling with delight as he yanks me close and draws our bodies flush. He’s as stiff as a board as he moves along to the music, but I appreciate his effort nonetheless.

“You’re despicable,” he grumbles.

I lace my arms around his tense shoulders and rise on the tips of my toes.“Stop being so shy,” I whisper into his ear.

“Everyone’s staring.”

“Where’s thatfuck what they thinkattitude tonight, huh?”

He lets out a snort at that but remains timid.

“We’re just having fun.Pretend it’s just us.”

Theo’s gaze skims my face considerately, and he finally grants me that boyish grin of his that he was hiding.

The taut muscles of his shoulders go lax beneath my hands. Then, he releases a breath and swings me around as if what I said was the only reminder he needed to let himself enjoy the moment.

So easily, we become carried away by the music, letting it guide our bodies as we move as one underneath the starry night sky. The chill wind blows the hoodie off my head as he twirls me around, setting my unruly brown hair free again. It whips behind me as he spins us, round and round, until I’m too dizzy to stand straight anymore.

Theo’s deep laughter settles over me like warm honey while he steadies my stumbling feet.

“I didn’t know you were such a skilled dancer, Theo!” Harvey laughs, whirling Evie around beside us.

“We need to start calling him Twinkle Toes,” Evie taunts.

Theo groans. “Piss off!”

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