“She hesitated a moment then slipped her arm through his. "Just remember, I lead, you follow." "Okay, but when we're dancing at the wedding, I lead, you follow." She sighed dramatically. "I guess I can agree to that." He chuckled. "See? I have a feeling this the beginning of a beautiful fake relationship." She worried her bottom lip as they walked toward the kitchen together. "I'm sure glad one of us feels that way.”