Sohalia
Koa's husky voice made her blush faintly, and she thought giddily that her cheeks might stay stained pink for the rest of her days if he kept it up. The loss of his hand left her cold and wanting - a sharp contrast with the fire growing in her belly, a pang of desire that took her by surprise. Blame it on the alcohol all you want, Soh - it doesn't hide the fact that, for the first time in her life, she was left with cheeks aflame not with embarrassment, but a deep want that wouldn't subside.
Their silence lingered for a moment before Koa broke their eye contact, and it was as if Soh was suddenly released from a hypnotic spell. Her gaze fell to her glass, nearly empty now, and her finger circled the rim aimlessly. It was easier, when he wasn't staring at her, to ignore the fluttering stomach, the skipped heartbeats, and remember that this was only a first date, and that she didn't know him very well, and what was she doing?
But one peek up at him, all confidence and muscle, and she lost her sanity once more.
"Chips and hummus sounds great," she said with a smile. "I'm not that hungry, either." (Oho, but aren't you?)
Their silence lingered for a moment before Koa broke their eye contact, and it was as if Soh was suddenly released from a hypnotic spell. Her gaze fell to her glass, nearly empty now, and her finger circled the rim aimlessly. It was easier, when he wasn't staring at her, to ignore the fluttering stomach, the skipped heartbeats, and remember that this was only a first date, and that she didn't know him very well, and what was she doing?
But one peek up at him, all confidence and muscle, and she lost her sanity once more.
"Chips and hummus sounds great," she said with a smile. "I'm not that hungry, either." (Oho, but aren't you?)
these aching memories still dance around me
