She sat with her legs crossed at her ankles.
Her eyes stared deeply into a book.
I can't help but glance in her direction.
She seemed to cast a spell over me.
Her lips slowly mouthed the words on the page.
It might have been an incantation.
I was utterly hypnotized by her.
Her eyes shifted in my direction.
They quickly darted back to her book.
A blush began to overtake her face.
It made her even more captivating.
Now when she read she would glance at me.
Her blush continued to heat her cheeks.
Sometimes when she mouthed the words that she read,
She would look at me and bite her lip.
I don't think my desire could be expressed.
The urge to pull her into my lap.
To start a trail of kisses down her neck.
Her shyness intensified the urge.
My eyes traced the outline of her body.
She was truly a hidden treasure.
I could no longer ignore this instinct.
I stood up and moved to where she was.
She looked up into my eyes and we knew.
She rose from her seat and our lips met.
