Being this close to him, I can make out the warm earthy scent of his cologne and feel the pure heat radiating off his body. My nerves ignite, my muscles tense, and no matter how much I attempt to channel my inner confidence, I can’t drag my eyes up to meet his. “Comfortable?” “Yes.” My voice is a lot breathier than I want it to be. “Then why is your body so stiff?” A humorless laugh shakes my body. “I’m a tense person.” He “hmms” before returning to his food.
