dancing on the edge | p.t.v {book 2}

You've heard about how Vic and Cat reunited. But how did they come to be?

He lightly played with my fingertips as the sun started to die, the night flaring awake.
"How would you describe love?" He questioned in a soft voice. I frowned slightly his arm draped over my stomach. Using my free hand, I walked my fingers down his forearm.
"Love, is dancing across an edge. You get that adrenaline feeling, but you are also scared out of your wits of falling off. Its like walking on a thin tightrope where everyone is egging you on, but you're off balance. If you find someone to hold your hand and balance you, you feel safe. You have never experienced love, unless you have danced across that edge with somebody." I swirled my finger tip over the back of his hand. I looked up so our faces were level.
"Thank you for being my dance partner."