Molly & Gabe
It wasn't a shock to Molly that Gabe said he could keep up with her. He has proved it in the past and she doubted tonight would be any different. She could feel his body against hers and it was good, firm and entirely fit. She liked how he looked. She had always liked how he looked, even if it wasn't something she often thought about.
Her eyes registered pleasure at the flickers of his mind she got. She tended to avoid eye contact, averse to being in other people's minds, but the fact was she didn't feel that way with him. She wasn't tempted to do a walking tour of his brain, the small brushes were enough and she was rarely tempted in that way with him. Other ways, sure, but with her gifts not so much. In exchange though she allowed him a flash of sight into her own mind, a bit of a strange trade-off, images of their bodies closer and touching, ignoring the people around them. He looked good too.