Always Choose You

Lucy giggled tipsily as she danced with Tom on the dancefloor, while he just watched her with a smile on his lips, and his hands on her waist. He loved seeing her this carefree and without worries. 

"So, Mr. Hanky, do you have a girlfriend?" Lucy asked, trying not to yell because of the loud music.

"Nope. I'm as single as a Pringle," Tom informed her. 

"I don't have a boyfriend too. So why don't we single pringles mingle?" Lucy asked, batting her lashes at him seductively, while Tom chuckled at the rhyme she just made. 

"Uhm... I don't mingle much. Relationships aren't really my thing. I just want someone to take home with me tonight. It's my first time..." Tom said in a loud whisper, and Lucy laughed out loud, slapping his shoulders playfully.

"Get out of here!"

"Only if you're coming with me," Tom said with a flirty smile as he wrapped his arm around her waist and drew her closer to himself, nuzzling her neck.