"So, you and Cass," Raina said casually while she was dancing with Noah.
Raina was having an awesome night. She and her two best friends spent hours talking and dancing, talking and drinking, Raina mostly drinking pop and flirting with the local cowboys. Though Noah didn't join in, he was totally fine with the girls objectifying the boys. He knew it was all in good fun.
Raina's gunshot wound gave her the occasional bolt of pain, but it seemed to be healing quickly. As long as she didn't dance too energetically, she felt fine. Good enough for the occasional two-step.