"So, tell me then why you feel you have your work cut out for you?" He asked once more, his hand moving from the top of my head to the side of my ear, cupping it. Then, like silk moving across a smooth flat surface, his finger was under my jaw. "Do you not feel capable of doing this?" Just as he finished his words, he pulled his hand away, causing me to snap back to our conversation. This came from a writing prompt i found, and had to try to write. First ever attempt at using First Person, and Romance in a book. PLEASE tell me what you think!