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From: akio |
Date: April 25th, 2011 01:38 am (UTC) |
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Akio couldn't stop the blush that spread across his cheeks. He was thankful the room was dim, and she may not notice. "No, not too bad," he confirmed, barely above a whisper. His eyes locked with hers as they swayed slowly to the song. He admired her, and he had for years. She was interesting, smart, and beautiful. Any man was a damn fool not to think so.
To break his own feeling of tension that had arisen from holding her even this close, he said, "At least you haven't stepped on my feet yet."
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From: akio |
Date: April 26th, 2011 02:59 am (UTC) |
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"I'd like to keep my toes in tact, but thanks for the offer," he said, giving her a lop-sided grin. He found himself wanting to be closer to her... deciding this space between them was too large. He subtly shifted his hands so they no longer rested on her hips, but a couple of inches back, onto her lower back. They were only marginally closer, but it was enough for now. He hoped the song didn't end too soon. And, if it did, that another slow one played afterward.
"Are you having a good time so far?" he asked, acutely aware of her hands on his neck and the sparkle in her eyes. If he didn't know any better, he would think that she had feelings for him too. But nah... that was impossible. Wasn't it?
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