"Yes," she says, smiling. "Always."

She takes one of his hands and steps to the side to drop the switch on the table and tap the screen of her phone. A second later, music comes drifting dreamily out of the speakers: the same playlist she'd put on for him once before, a long time ago.

She curls her fingers around his and steps closer, looking up into his face with a smile. "I really wanted to dance with you again."