Alexander stepped in front of her, one hand slipping behind her back, the other still holding the flowers between them. "Dance with me," he said, his eyes locked on hers, dark and stormy yet soft around the edges.
Lilith's breath caught in her throat but she didn't pull away. Instead, she placed her hand on his shoulder, letting him guide her closer.
They began to sway, just a subtle back-and-forth among the other couples but for Lilith, the rest of the world seemed to melt away, leaving only the warmth of his hold, the steady beat of the music.
A few bridesmaids giggled at the sight. Rose, standing with Loki (who looked thoroughly annoyed with everything romantic happening), clasped her hands together and mouthed, So pretty!
Lilith looked up at Alexander, his sharp features softened by the warm lights overhead, a faint, rare smile playing on his lips.
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