Now, Xander was one for the cameras, the social life, he lived and bathed in the glory of the flashing lights. And now he had his time to shine with a person that he liked a little too much in a place he found comfort in.

He took your hand in his, following through with his fingertips pulling you in closer by your waist as his hand molded against it easily and with a smile as he pulled you to the middle of the marble gala room. His hand slowly slid down teasingly.

"Relax. They'll love you. If they don't then they're not going to find their cameras the same." Xander mutters quietly as he knew that he was only doing it for the paparazzi that somehow got in, but maybe there were some hidden intentions.