Stopped

As Cassy moves closer and rests her head on his shoulder, Leo's eyes drift shut. His movements grow smaller so they're barely moving from one spot, turning and gently stepping over the bricks under their feet. He could feel her breath on his neck and knew she was relaxed and comfortable here in his arms.

This moment in time almost felt unreal, as if it was a dream or something impossible. Leo's hand instinctively moves so his arm is wrapped around Cassy just a little tighter. And as the seconds pass and become minutes, the dance grows less and less until they're barely moving. And the music fades softly into the shadows.

Leo stands, his movements stilled, though Cassy was still resting against him. He swallows hard and starts to lean down but stops and releases his hold on her instead, though his one hand remains in hers. His mouth opens slightly, words on the tip of his tongue, but they're withdrawn and replaced.

"Hey," he prompts softly. "I... I think the music stopped."