His smile seemed incredibly genuine, warm and warming; she felt flushed, though mercifully no one would see it on her face. And that was nothing to his answer, which she ought to have considered horrible flattery, if she hadn’t felt precisely the same.
“You might have taken the words from my own mouth,” she said softly, before she could so much as stop to think long enough to maybe stop herself. That was – too forward, for one, as well as too honest, and – and – why did she feel so stupid all of a sudden? What had come over her?
She glanced sidelong, looking for somewhere to put her drink down. She hadn’t touched it, so she could not even blame the refreshments for this particular bout of weakness. Callista swallowed as soon as she met his eyes again, and had to dip her gaze for the odd swooping thing it had done to her stomach. She must be ill. “Although I think I may feel... a little lightheaded.” She wasn’t sure if she was telling him this as some explanation for her lingering gaze, or just as an excuse to flee the scene. Her feet had not unfrozen from the spot yet.
“You might have taken the words from my own mouth,” she said softly, before she could so much as stop to think long enough to maybe stop herself. That was – too forward, for one, as well as too honest, and – and – why did she feel so stupid all of a sudden? What had come over her?
She glanced sidelong, looking for somewhere to put her drink down. She hadn’t touched it, so she could not even blame the refreshments for this particular bout of weakness. Callista swallowed as soon as she met his eyes again, and had to dip her gaze for the odd swooping thing it had done to her stomach. She must be ill. “Although I think I may feel... a little lightheaded.” She wasn’t sure if she was telling him this as some explanation for her lingering gaze, or just as an excuse to flee the scene. Her feet had not unfrozen from the spot yet.
