221 The Fourth of July party (6)

Quentin and Brianna moved slowly while holding each other. They moved much slower than the beat of the music, but they didn't care. Or they didn't notice.

They were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Quentin's hands rested on Brianna's back firmly, and he didn't dare move them out of fear that she will notice that he is trembling. He is not sure if he was ever this nervous. And it does not make sense, because they slept together many times, but something about Brianna made every moment a completely new experience and he felt like a teenager who is having his first dance with the most beautiful woman in the world. His fiery Goddess.