One Moment

the meeting

     Eliza's heart nearly beat out of her chest as she watched the handsome stranger and her older sister talk and dance. She was nervous as could be and just wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear. A minute later, when Eliza looked up, they weren't there anymore. In fact, her sister was off with someone else!
     And that's when she spun around and bumped into him. His baby blue suit matched almost perfectly with hers and she bit her lip, blushing brightly. "I-I'm sorr-" she said, being quickly cut off by him placing his hand on her waist and the other in hers.
     "The name's Alexander Hamilton," he said smoothly. He had a soft stubble and the most amazing ponytail.
     "E-Elizabeth Schuyler," she said quietly, the two gliding across the floor.
     "You're a good dancer," he smiled, his voice soft and calm and warm and simply to die for.
     "Not so bad yourself," he smiled.
     Eliza's heart pattered. "Thank you. I've been taught since I was little," she said. It wasn't a lie. No, she was the best dancer of the family. But often she'd be too nervous to not step on her partner's foot. She was trying her hardest not to embarrass herself right now.
     Alexander grinned. "Your blush is adorable," he said, obviously toying with her now. Eliza's eyes widened and she looked away, biting her lip.
     "I, um, thanks," she stammered, before he twirled her around to the music. She anxiously thought for a different topic as her eyes landed on his suit. "Your suit is very... different," she said softly, laughing quietly.
   She saw his face flush and grinned. "I, uh... it was my uncle's," he insisted.
     Eliza grinned. "Surely is something," she said
     He twirled her around before he pulled his hand away from her waist, kissing her hand. "It was a pleasure, Miss Schuyler," he purred.
     As he walked away, Eliza stood in the middle of the room, smiling, blushing, and a wreck. "Oh shit..." she whispered. "I'm in love."