"Mrs. White, can I have your next dance?", Jeff asked JoAnna in a low voice.
JoAnna became aware of all the people staring at them and leaned away from Jeff shyly.
'Oh, God! Did we just French kiss in front of all these people?' She hoped that she didn't moan, like how she usually does when things get… heated.
JoAnna tried to step away, but soon realized that she can't move from Jeff, because his left arm was firmly pressed around her waist.
She nodded in response to his question, smile not leaving her face despite her embarrassment.
Jeff made some movement toward the band with his right hand and in next second the music filled the space and his right hand was holding onto JoAnna's left one.
It didn't take more than few beats for JoAnna to realize that Jeff is moving more than usually when they are dancing. His left arm adjusted position, allowing his palm to rest on her back and guide her movements over the dancefloor skillfully.