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His eyes are big, bright blue, and dreamy, the kind I could get lost in.
“Perhaps the guy at the desk thought you were gorgeous and upgraded you to try to impress you.”
“Impressing a woman you’re attracted to is crucial,” he continues.
“What do you like about rom-coms?” he asks as he keeps his eyes on the screen in front of him. “Men who don’t talk during movies,” I whisper into my champagne glass.
“This is probably where you should tell me that all men hate Backseat Barbies, Jim. Don’t you know anything about polite plane-conversation etiquette?”
His eyes drop to my lips, and the air between us zaps with electricity.
“But it was the way you kissed me that I remember the most.” My eyes search his. “How did I kiss you?” “Like you’d been waiting your whole life to kiss me.”
