Previously..

Selena shrugged. "I take it most guys don't like it when a girl asks them to waltz on the dance floor."

Hawk then walked over to a stereo, turned the volume to a good listening level where only he and Selena could hear it, and then pressed the Play button.

Hawk's answer came as a bit of a surprise to her. "Well, I'm not most guys, princess."

As the opening notes of the song "Kiss from a Rose" by Seal began playing, Selena blinked a little, recognizing the lyrics. Hawk walked up to her and held out his hand, silently asking her to join him on the library floor.

For tonight, the library floor would become a dance floor. Jack's loss was his gain; he'd see to that. And if Jack was too blind to see the beauty in front of him, let alone even want to dance with her, then that was his battle to deal with, not Selena's.

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A smile having spread across her face, Selena then reached up and put her hand into Hawk's, and his fingers held hers in a gentle grip as he placed his other hand on her back.

There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea
You became the light on the dark side of me
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can be seen

Hawk smiled down at Selena as he began to waltz with her — one, two, three — around the library floor, while being careful not to do it too fast or too slow. Instead, he wanted to make it so it was just right. Noticing this, Selena looked up at Hawk and smiled after he twirled her around under his arm; that was her favorite part of the waltz. 

Smiling himself, Hawk then twirled her so she spun outward before gently pulling her back to him. After another waltz, he then twirled her around into a dip.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray

Still smiling, Selena looked up into Hawk's beautiful azure gaze, which seemed to look into her soul.

"Oh, Hawk," she said, "you sure have the ability to charm a girl."

The grin still adorning his own visage, Hawk then gently pulled her back up and twirled her under his arm a second time. "What can I say?" he replied while waltzing with her, one, two, three. "I could be somewhat of a natural when it comes to that."

There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain
Baby, to me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can be seen

Luckily, there was plenty of room on the floor for Hawk and Selena to have their waltz; this meant no shelves in the way, or stacks of books littering the floor.

For Selena, this moment couldn't be more perfect — or, at least as perfect as she viewed it to be. However, in the back of her mind she had a hunch either something or someone was about to come along and interrupt the waltz between her and Hawk.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray

I've been kissed by a rose on the gray
I've been kissed by a rose (on the gray)
I've been kissed by a rose on the gray
If I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose on the gray

There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can be seen

Putting those thoughts in the back of her mind for the moment, Selena then looked up at Hawk, and saw he had the almost similar idea come to him too. With that, he leaned down and placed his mouth on hers. A sigh left Selena as she eagerly kissed him back. Deep down, she was surprised by the sense of boldness that came over her without her even realizing it.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray

Yes, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray

Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom... on the... gray

As soon as the final notes of the song began to fade away, Selena opened her eyes as the need for air became too great to ignore, and Hawk's and her mouths parted.

"Wow. Oh, Hawk, that was—" Selena began to say, but then stopped, unable to think of a word to describe Hawk's kiss.

"Amazing, Selena?" Hawk queried, hoping she'd agree with him.

She nodded, hoping that was the answer he was searching for.

"I want you to use your words, princess," Hawk purred, gently stroking her cheek.

Selena then said, "Yes, Hawk. It was amazing — definitely."

Still smiling, Hawk then twirled her into a dip a second time, and looked down at her with all the love he had for her shining in his eyes.