Addie swayed with the music, it was something Swedish with a good beat it to. Something that allowed her to sway her hips and imagine having the hands of that English boy on them. He was devilishly handsome and she was still in shock over her bold words to him. She wanted there to be some connection between them and she wouldn't know what to do if after all of the time that they've spent writing each other if the moment that they met it was something awkward and weird.

As if her thoughts were enough to create actual matter, when she turned herself around to embrace more of the thumping music, she saw him. There was no way he was real, even if she was leaning into his very real and very warm touch.
"Esme." It came out like a breath she didn't know she was holding. She leaned into his touch, taking in every one of his features. That picture did not do him justice. He was even more breathtakingly handsome. The light wave in his hair, the smolder in his grey eyes.

"What are you doing here?" What did she want for a birthday present, they were dancing around Trivoli like they owned the place and he expected her to want anything else in the world? She ran her mahogany fingers through his wavy hair and bit her lower lip gently,

"I have you, what more could I want?" It was cheesy, but true. She had wanted to meet him since their first letter and having him wrap her up tight in his arms was more than any gift could capture.

Addie felt the music shift to something deep and sexy, something that she was sure made numerous children all over Germany. When he ran his hands over her, she knew that he wanted something else. She looked at those lips and she wanted to have them on her own, but there was a part of her that didn't see Esme as the type to wait to be asked for something like a kiss if he wanted it. Even with the hands all over her body and his lips looking as perfect as they did. She wanted all of it, she was sure that any woman or man in the club with the desire for someone who looked like him, would kill to be in her heels.

They had only known each other for a short time, but even through the letters she could see that there was something between them. Something wonderful that would be something worth surviving the rest of the time until school started back up.
"Unless there is something you want to give me?" She asked with a coy smirk, moving her body against his with the thumping music. The dancing changed from the proper waltz that Esme was engaging to, to one where their bodies were fit together and she could feel every ridge and piece of his body pressed against hers.

She turned her body so her backside was pressed into his center, hoping to tempt him a little more. She wanted to feel his hands on her hips, his lips on hers, everything that they could offer her. There were things that she worried about, if her friends would worry about this random man who they didn't know touching Addie the way that he was. If they would try to put a stop to it, or if they would assume that she knew what she was doing.

Addie could just hope that she did know what she was doing. That she would be able to toe the line that she was comfortable with and figure out what the nature of them together was. If it was a birthday fling, if he wanted to be with her for as long as the distance and their personalities could allow. She wanted to be with someone who would understand that she wanted someone who would grab her hips and just make her toes curl with desire and need.