You and Regan just got done with your dinner date. Stepping outside of the restaurant, it was down pouring.

Regan held his hand out, watching the rain fall onto his palm. A large grin grew on his face as he lifted you by the hips, spinning you around and getting out into the rain, setting you down on your feet.

One hand laced with yours, his other on your hip as he danced with you beneath the rain.