He made sure to wrap his free arm as far around her as possible whilst he held her hand in a gentle grip. They swayed to the sound of the music, and he found that he couldn’t keep the grin off of his face. He enjoyed the women’s company who didn’t take his bullshit more than the others. They were always funnier.
“How am I doing so far?” he asked casually as he twirled her around slowly.
“Oh, much better.” Summer would have succumbed to him far more quickly if he had begun by asking her to dance. He was a good dancer. “Are you always this warm?” Oooh, that smile was dangerous. And contagious. She smiled back up at him, wondering what made him smile so.
“Glad to know I’m improving,” he said sardonically, “And yeah. You know being the Human Torch and all. I do run a little hotter than everybody else.”
Even though he knew he had a biased opinion, he thought she looked far prettier when she wasn’t refusing his advances. It could be just him.
“Now don’t be like that. You’re getting what you want, remember?” She tapped her fingertips against his back sharply, admonishing. “I like heat. I like fire, too.”