Vanessa snickered, a happy, warm sort of feeling sliding through the air between them as she lifted her head to study his face for a few minutes.
Not exactly weird and creepy, but infinitely more sexual than you intended, she noted, her lips curling into a smirk. She laid her head back down again, laughing out loud. Chase lacked confidence and it was needless, in her opinion. There was nothing wrong with him: he was sweet, and smart, and fun to be around, if not entirely self conscious. She thought all he needed was a self esteem boost.
I'm exceedingly curious to see what that would look like