Moonflower

Did she not realize that her lips had nearly grazed his?

He had noticed. She was a scant centimeter away from him. If he moved his head ever so slightly, his lips would brush hers. He had to admit the temptation was great. Except...

...he had the oddest feeling she was unaware of their proximity.

"I mean," he swallowed, "I am quite enjoying your company."

She turned her face towards his then, and her lips did bump his. Her eyes grew wide...