Despite there still being a considerable distance between them, Maple still felt too close. That she seemed to have drawn closer still had him gripping the counter to refrain from touching her. The slightest touch from her would crumble his resolve, and then what? She would regret this come morning, likely never speak to him again as well. No, somehow he had to get a hold of his sanity. Losing Maple wasn't an option.

He stepped to the side to allow her more room in his rather small kitchen and slid both bowls towards her. "I can find something more substantial if you need." He replied nervously whilst still facing the counters. Maple would be horrified to see how uncomfortably tight his pants had become.

---