Rediscovering You

They we're close-too close-closer than they'd been in years. The closeness felt wrong, but she couldn't tear herself away. She could smell him; his cool scent was simultaneously familiar and foreign to her. She looked into his eyes; though he seemed a stranger, they somehow still felt like home. It was only a second, a practically imperceptible exchange, yet it felt eternal. A moment of contemplation, of clarity, as if everything they had fought to suppress-the emotions they had decided were better to subdue-resurfaced right then and there. Locked in his gaze, unmoving, she knew he could feel it too. Then, all at once, reality set in.

Jackie pulled away and smoothed her dress. "I guess you better get going, Jack."