Emma's POV
"Now let's party!" Ethan's voice booms over the crowd and everyone in the town hall cheers loudly.
Grabbing me by the waist he pulls me in closely and places a kiss on my temple. "Are you ready to mingle?" He asks me with a huge grin on his face.
"Do I have a choice?" I ask jokingly.
"Nope," Ethan says, popping the 'p.'
Shrugging my shoulders, I let out a little sigh. "Then let's get to it."
"First," Ethan says dramatically, "we dance."
"No, no, no," I say as I try to pull myself away from his grasp. "I don't know how." I plead with him to spare me the embarrassment.
"Just follow my lead," Ethan says softly as he leads me out onto the dance floor.