Another teaser of Pre-ESB so that you will keep bugging me and I will keep writing.
The room broke off into couples, each man taking his wife in his arms and gleefully spinning her around the newly-completed barn. Han felt Leia’s fingers creep into the corner of his elbow, the position they took up almost automatically when in public. It had started off as a meaningless gesture, only a way for them to blend in with the others. Now, though, it was like a quiet reminder that he wasn’t alone anymore, that she was in the same position as him, would share his discomfort, and perhaps even abate it.
"You wanna dance?” he asked. She looked up at him with her wide brown eyes that were almost glowing in the dim light.
“I don’t know the steps for this dance,” she said, an embarrassed flush slipping up her neck.
“Sweetheart, these dances don’t have steps. C’mon, we can try a few and if you don’t like it, we can head home,” he suggested. Leia nodded and Han put his hand on her waist, leading her out into the throng of people.