They were the only ones dancing.

Kai must have noticed it too, for he floated his hand briefly away from her waist, gesturing to the gawking crowd, and said in a tone that was part encouraging, part command, "Please, you are my guests. Enjoy the music."

Awkwardly, those nearby traded glances with their own partners, and soon the floor was filling with bustled skirts and coattails. Cinder risked glancing toward where they had abandoned Adri and Pearl- they were both standing still amid the shuffling crows, watching as Kai expertly guided Cinder farther and farther away from them.

Clearing his throat, Kai murmured, "You have no idea how to dance, do you?"

Cinder fixed her gaze on him, mind still reeling. "I'm a mechanic."

His eyebrows raised mockingly. "Believe me, I noticed. Are those grease stains on the gloves I gave you?"

(From Cinder, ch. 34)