Healing him Slowly

Please stop!

"I'll see you around. If you want to see me, I am available till next week. It's been nice meeting you." She didn't wait for him to answer. He was clenching the fork a bit too tightly.

"Hey, just ignore her, 'kay?" I placed my hand on top of his and squeezed it lightly, letting him know I was there for him.

He bowed his head and a small smile bloomed over his face. When he looked up, it nearly took a breath out of me. My throat tightened with an unknown emotion. I could see his mouth moving but could not hear a word. I was well aware of his deliciously spicy scent that surrounded me, even though he was sitting across the small table. I could feel his body heat burning through his clothes and reaching out to entangle me.

This is not good.

"I need to use... excuse me." I looked around for the restroom.

"Sure." He answered.

I fled to the toilet and stood near the sink. I rested my hands on the cool tiles. What was that? It can't be what I'm thinking. I can't... Don't say it.