Re: Cho
There were people around him, lights, cameras, buzzing and shushing and papers ruffling. There were people looking at monitors, people signaling for other people to move or freeze. People waiting their turn and people waiting to hear their name called. None of those mattered, though, because the minute Cho had captured his gaze tonight, she’d held it, and Finbar had happily let her. She was the reason he was still here, and the reason he had wanted to stay.
He heard her voice, and the moment he realized that she would be saying no more than the one-syllable abbreviation of his name, he laughed with a happy grin and closed the distance between them in a couple of long strides. “Cho,” he said, taking both her hands in his, raising them up to kiss first one and then the other, his eyes still firmly on hers, still bright with his adoration of her. He leaned in a little closer as if about to share a secret with her. “I think you’re supposed to tell me whether or not you want to see me again, gorgeous.”