The more he smiled, the more she thought of just fainting due to his intoxicating, addictive face. It was almost as if her trance-like state stayed there while he was in front of her, reminding her that he was keeping her from moving. Unexpecting him to step closer to the window, her eyes lowered submissively when his hand placed against the spot hers was on.
Merope's eyes raised to see his charming, adorable face waving at her and she waved back.
She secretly wondered if he found her attractive or even mildly cute, but he did seem to be slightly interested. All of a sudden, she grew insecure, her eyes lowered and she worried about what would happen if he came in..or worse, if he rejected her.
That smile disappeared, her hand withdrew and she placed it on her lap, keeping her eyes on him.