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        DAZZLING was his perfect grin, which made her even more giddy than before. Even the slight wave of his hair falling into his face, created the angelic illusion over his already present rockstar good looks. Shelly wasn’t one for prudish tendencies, but she loved to tease, sweetly. She shook her head, refusing the offer but instead rose her brows higher and then leaned once again to whisper, merely for them to hear.

    ‘  —–or we can just skip straight to the kissing. what do you say draven ?  ’ she asked playfully. 

                     His gaze couldn’t help itself. Glances continuously finding themselves on her direction. Occasionally caught in the act, most passing unsuspected. The reason was simple: he liked looking at her. She was beautiful; vivid, coquette eyes, and a disarming smile. Sharp in words and warm demeanor. Part of him terrified – the rest, irrevocably enchanted. Though merely in banter, he’d exposed a small truth. It wasn’t until she leaned for a secret exchange of words that he found himself captivated by her voice, and, in turn, the proposition made. There was a rush of silly relief, because the obvious chemistry and flirtatious night wasn’t enough.

                       “If you insist.” Eric teased back, finally allowing himself to kiss her. A tender kiss, innocent but much desired. Paying no mind to the small table between them.