Kristen blushed a deep scarlet. He had been twirling to her for a while now and she hadn't thought twice about it. She just thought it was something cute he did. If Orson hadn't wanted her to know about it, she wouldn't make a big deal about it. Admittedly she wasn't unhappy about it.
Taylor blushed and looked at her feet. She didn't want to get caught in the crossfire.
Orson returned his gaze to Kristen. "I didn't want to tell you. Because I wanted you to choose me of your own free will. Not because I had imprinted on you. You still have a choice. I wanted you to be sure. " He explained quietly, as he tucked a strand of hair out of her face.
Nashton quietly took Taylor's hand to comfort her.