PHOEBE
The kiss on her cheek caught her off guard and she started a little, looking back at him wide eyed. Then the one to her temple and forehead sent her heart a flutter. Then he just got ridiculous, peppering her face with little kisses. She laughed and squeezed her eyes closed trusting him to not let her trip or fall as they continued to move in time with the music. ”Stop, stop, stop!” she said, giggles interspersed between the words, akin to how she might protest being mercilessly tickled; her tone playful not angry.”Yes, please!” she said, despite being a bit breathless from laughter and being twirled around so much, her fingers curling into his shirt to keep her balance. She was having fun, why would she want to stop? Quite the opposite, she wanted to live in this moment forever, happy, carefree, held in Emmett’s arms while he grinned at her. Her legs could have been mush and she still would wish to continue if only to make it last a moment longer.
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
