Champagne Problems

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"hold your hand while dancing"

Robert's pov
Andy and I walked out of the shopping mall, bags of Christmas shopping in each of our hands. As we walked out, I saw how empty the parking lot was. I glanced over at Andy and saw a mischievous gleam in her eyes. I expected her to say something, I don't know what, but instead she carried on walking to our car. Following her, I unlocked the boot and we put all the bags inside. I was about to get into the drivers seat when Andy grabbed my hand and grinned at me. "Come on," she said.
"What?" I asked confused. Pulling me along with her, Andy ran to the middle of the empty parking lot and pulled her phone out. Realising what she was doing, I shook my head, "Andy no, we're in the middle of a parking lot."
"Exactly," she said, "An empty parking lot is perfect for dancing." Keeping hold of my hand the entire time, she pressed play on her salsa playlist and pulled me closer. "Dance with me," she whispered into my ear.
"Okay," I whispered back, and kissed her forehead gently.
For half an hour we danced in the parking lot. I don't know how we danced for that long, but we did, and every second of it was perfect. After a while, a member of staff from the shopping mall approached us and said, "As nice as your dancing is, we're closing now so I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Andy and I looked at each other before bursting into laughter. We ran over to the car, still laughing, and got in. As I started to drive, I grabbed hold of Andy's hand once again, and smiled at her. Turns out she was right, an empty parking lot really is perfect for dancing.

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