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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Adrian’s eyes were every bit as mesmerising as she remembered. That soft blue and the look in them that made her feel… like he could see everything she felt and everything he meant to her. She couldn’t see his mouth, didn’t want to look away, didn’t need to, because the small lines by the corners of her eyes – his laugh lines that were reserved for special people and situations and that she come to like so much – let her know that he was smiling. Her fingers twitched; she wanted to reach up and touch them, wanted to count them, just to know for certain how many there were when he was looking at her like this. She didn’t. Instead she stretched her index finger, reaching without moving and was just about to touch his hand when the server returned and Adrian leaned back.

Keeping quiet, not wanting to make a snarky remark about Seamus not only needing to replace the cook, Alicia kept her mouth closed and gave him a slightly tight-lipped smile when he was finally done and left them alone again. Her smile relaxed and brightened when Adrian didn’t reach for the wine either and instead leaned back in. “Sure, you’re looking forward to that now,” she chuckled, and this time when her fingers twitched, she did move her hand that inch closer to his and let her index-finger touch against the pad of his finger. “You may change your tune when you have a five foot two witch giggling into your sleeve and telling you things she probably shouldn’t.”