She leads him a few steps into the study, where the lights are low and the music is a bit louder. Not much, but enough.

She turns and steps in close, guiding his hands to her hips. Dancing, in this case, is simply standing close, swaying in time to the music. It's easy enough to follow the rhythm of her body.

The backs of her knuckles caress along his jawline, and then her hands are stroking the nape of his neck, marking his hairline, urging him down to her. This close, he fills her senses, and she inhales his scent, her eyes closing as she rests her temple against his cheek.