I sat nervously down on the couch, and my heart started to thunder when Blake sat down close to me rather than going and sitting on the chair at the table, or even the other side of the couch.
He was staring into my eyes, and I was glad that I didn’t have the contact lenses in because I think I would have been a lot more nervous than I already was if his shocking glacier blue eyes were totally in focus for me.
A smile pulled at one corner of his lips and he ran his hand through his hair; I was waiting for him to make the first move, and he was waiting for me to do the same.
It was him that gave in and broke the awkward silence.
“You know…I actually had an entire conversation planned out in my head when I asked you to talk with me at lunch. Is that really lame?”
“I wouldn’t say ‘lame’.
