He still had his hand on my ankle as if to steady me, as if predicting I may suddenly topple.
I needed to get myself together, block the feelings I had for him and say something.
Another moment passed.
Finally I drew in a breath and spluttered out, “Benja…I…”
“Wait,” he whispered.
I held his gaze while I searched his eyes, as he narrowed his eyebrows and pursed his lips together…his expression telling me he already knew.
“I…didn’t want to…” I tried to start again.
“It’s okay, Kitty.” He let my foot go as he turned around to face me completely, now taking my hand in both of his instead.
That didn’t help matters as he became so much closer to me in proximity. I could feel his sweet breath wash over my face like waves of melted rain drops, chiding my thoughts to forget all attempts to
