By the looks of it I went through a phase of coming up with scene renderings. A bit on the cheesy side, and by a bit, I mean dollops of cheesy. Read up for your daily dose.
She averted her eyes from him, and focused on the credits on the silver screen. His gaze was piercing, and even though she loved his beautiful eyes, they unnerved her. The way he looked into her eyes, it felt as though he could see through to her soul, past clothing, past her bare skin, past everything. It wasn't a power she liked to give to anyone, let alone a guy she was dating...
He gazed into her eyes, and got lost in the golden pools... till she averted her eyes, blushing slightly. As much as her reddened cheeks made him want to kiss her, he would still anyday prefer the bewitching amber in her eyes. He loved to get lost in their mysteries, and try to see what she saw. But all he saw was his silhouette, and when he did, she averted her eyes...
***
The wind breezed past her face, but she hardly felt the chilly wind on her skin. All she felt was the hand on her waist, stroking up and down in a zig zag manner, that made her queasy in the stomach, and red in the face. Her eyes shut instinctively, and she fought the urge to pass out. This was not the kind of pleasure she had ever felt before, and she wasn't sure it could get any better, even though he promised it would...
A gust of wind blew a single streak of hair into her eyes, and she tried to set it in vain. He smiled as he looked at her, and couldn't help but wonder how perfect life was at that moment. He slid his hand round her back, and lazily started scribbling her name on her waist... She stiffened, and he wondered if he had done something wrong. But she didn't pull away and just closed her eyes... Maybe she liked it... He had to start understanding women better, he sighed, and resumed scribbling...
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He stood up, wiping his mouth, and held out his hand to her, asking her to dance. Her heartbeats doubled their beating, and she shook her head instinctively... But took his hand and joined him on the dance floor just as a slow symphony started playing. It all felt wrong, her heart beats not matching with the slow music, as she ONE-TWOed her part, trying not to mess up and look like a fool. He lifted her chin up and looked into her eyes, and said, "Just look at me"...
"Just look at me" he said, taking her in his arms, and leading the way... He could not let her know how nervous he was, or how he did not know how to dance... He looked into her eyes, and then there was nothing but him, her, and the music... He led, and she followed, and she looked more beautiful and graceful than any person he had seen or heard about... The beats changed, but she never faltered, and her eyes were locked into his, as they slowed to a stop with the dying notes... He leaned in to kiss her... And she averted her eyes... They were back in the restaurant and people were clapping... She blushed, and rushed back to the booth... Damn, kiss missed...
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They walked into the garden, with none but the moon in their company. She looked sideways at him, and found him frowning at the moon. She tugged at the hand that she was holding, and put on a questioning look... He laughed, and looked away, it was a man's way of hiding a blush, she had learnt... He murmured something, and turned to her, just as some clouds hid the moon from her sight...
"Stupid moon... Why won't you give us some privacy?" He murmured, and as if in answer, the moon hid itself behind some clouds... He smiled, and turned to look at the love of his life, still looking cute in that inquiring look, albeit bemused at the sudden lack of light... "What were you saying?" She asked, and he said, "I asked him if he had any shame competing with the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen" She blushed, and he felt his heart skip a beat...
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