As they finished their coffee, Emilia couldn't help but feel a spark of connection with Elijah. The way he listened to her, the way he smiled at her, made her heart flutter. It was as if time had stood still, and all that mattered was the two of them, suspended in this moment.
Sarah glanced at her watch, breaking the spell. "I'm so sorry, but I have to run. I have a meeting with a potential client." She hugged Emilia tightly. "I'm so glad we caught up, and I'm thrilled you're getting along with Elijah."
Emilia stood up, feeling a pang of disappointment. But Elijah's gaze lingered on hers, making her feel like they were the only two people in the world. He smiled, and Emilia's heart skipped a beat.
As Sarah hurried off, Elijah turned to Emilia. "Would you like to walk with me?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "The night is beautiful, and I'd love to show you the city from a different perspective."
Emilia nodded, and they strolled through the quiet streets, the stars beginning to twinkle above. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and Emilia felt like she was walking on clouds. Elijah walked close beside her, their shoulders almost touching, sending shivers down her spine.
Elijah asked her questions about her art, her passions, and her dreams. Emilia found herself opening up to him in ways she never thought possible. He listened with intensity, his eyes burning with interest, and his smile encouraging her to share more.
As they walked, the distance between them grew smaller, until their arms brushed against each other. Emilia felt a jolt of electricity at the touch, but Elijah didn't pull away. Instead, he reached out and took her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers.
Emilia's heart raced as they continued their stroll, hand in hand. She felt like she was floating, like nothing else mattered except this moment, this connection with Elijah.
They walked along the river, the water glistening in the moonlight. Elijah told her stories about his childhood, his voice filled with laughter and warmth. Emilia listened, entranced, feeling like she was seeing a side of him that few people got to experience.
As the night wore on, Elijah stopped at a small park, overlooking the city. They sat down on a bench, and Elijah turned to her, his eyes burning with intensity.
"I feel like I've known you my whole life, Emilia," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "I know this sounds crazy, but I feel a connection with you that I've never felt before."
Emilia's heart skipped a beat as she looked into his eyes. She felt it too, this spark, this connection that went beyond words.
"I have to go," Elijah said finally, his voice filled with reluctance. "But I'd like to see you again, Emilia. Soon."
Emilia nodded, her voice caught in her throat. Elijah smiled, his eyes gleaming in the dark, and then he leaned in, his lips brushing against her cheek in a soft, gentle manner, sending shivers down her spine.
Emilia's heart soared as she felt the touch of his lips, the spark of electricity that ran through her body. She knew in that moment, she was in trouble, that she was falling for Elijah, hard. And the worst part is that they had just met