Drea followed him cautiously, a smile developing on her face. He had a good point. So long as they could find a decent dark corner to be scared senseless in, she wasn't going to complain.
"Have I ever shared with you that I'm completely and utterly terrified of the dark? And things that go bump in the night?" she asked as she picked up her pace, eventually matching his strides. "You may regret the offer of your hand to hold," she confided seriously.
The allure of dancing was exciting, but the thrill of secret and stolen moments was even moreso. Bring on the zombies and goblins and creepy crawlies!
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