He was glued to the spot, stunned as he watched her dance in mostly empty club. It was late enough that the dance floor was practically deserted. He’d walked away for five minutes to pay their tab, and Korra slipped away to get one more dance in, even if it was by herself.
Her hips swayed from side to side as she closed her eyes and drank in the music. Those hips simply hypnotized him and it wasn’t until Bolin sidled up to him, waggling his eyebrows, and said. “Soooo. Korra looks like she’s having fun.”
Mako shook himself, glared at his little brother, and said, ” Oh shut up.”