She was behind the counter finishing coordinating the refreshments.
He came behind the counter with her to collect more napkins for the table. He stood too close. Close enough to hear her sharp inhale and see her pulse change and body tense all the while not removing herself to a safer distance.
He watched the physical changes he had elicited from the corner of his eye and smiled, "Are you nervous?"
She smiled without taking her eyes off the work in front of her, "Yes."
He left to deliver napkins. She was left wondering what she was allowing as she felt herself wishing his proximity had lingered.
Monday, December 24, 2007
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