Something had changed in his expression, and she cut off speaking. Their eyes met. She wondered what was going on, but his stare was so intense, she just had to stare back.
Soon, she stared just as intently.
She had a feeling that maybe he knew what he was doing to her, because suddenly her pulse was alive.
He smiled. Her shoulders melted.
He touched her hand from across the table. Now her nerves were tingling.
She smiled back. “What are you doing?” she asked, slightly nervous as where this was heading…
“Shh,” he insisted, and lifted her hand, giving it a kiss.
Her insides were mush. She stood up and leaned across the table. “Why don’t you try that here?” she said, jutting out her chin.
He stood and closed the gap.
Inspired by this discussion.