Bonfire: Thierry and Sara
"I'm not shy..." she protested as he lifted her chin. Her eyes caught his in the motion and she gazed into them. The firelight played off the color in such a way that Sara was starting to feel like one of those fantasy stories where the princess first lays eyes on her prince. Her heart did a little flipflop in her chest and she leaned in.
Maybe she was misreading things, and that would be embarrassing. Very embarrassing. But what if she wasn't? What if Thierry was actually into her and she didn't use this moment next to the fire on a clear night with the moon waning behind them? Sara swallowed and started to close her eyes, bringing her lips within kissing range.