I take a good look in the mirror and I hope that he will be proud to be seen with me – ironic considering our circumstances.
It’s been such a long time since we have seen other face-to-face I’m really not sure what to expect. We have spoken on the phone, e-mailed, flirted, laughed and I think I know the feelings we have for each other are still there. But is the chemistry? Deep-down I know it’s all good, but it’s a complicated situation and one that an over-thinker like me can tie myself up in knots over. What if he doesn’t want me like he used to?
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He was captivating. More than once he noticed her watching him, he held her gaze – almost daring her to act.
Despite her internal protestations that she would block-out her feelings and ignore him, throughout dinner she found herself studying him; the way he sat, the jokes he told, the way his full, soft lips formed words, the light catching his pale sapphire-grey eyes. He was captivating. More than once he noticed her watching him, he held her gaze – almost daring her to act. She felt molten when locked into these moments. The others faded from the room. It was as if they were completely alone. Continue reading “The First Time”