"Yeah, yeah, rub it in," Buffy said with a laugh. She was content to slow dance with him, one hand still resting one his shoulder, fingertips against his skin. Her other hand was still in his, fingers threaded with his. "And I've got three inch heels on. If you ever see me barefoot, you'll really have a lot to laugh it up about."

They were close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from his body but they weren't quite touching.