She giggled at the image of Terry wearing an apron (pink and frilly, naturally) and her smile was a ghost across her face long after his admittance when the moment came where Terry asked his question. Raising her eyes from the tray of food he had brought up to his hopeful looking face, she quickly cast her eyes downward and her hands began to fiddle with the edge of her blue knit sweater.
Serena's words flew through her mind, Mandy, he's had a crush on you for ages now.
The dinner conversation they had had produced a calming effect to her nerves. Things seemed to be as they always had been before she had become aware of his feelings but now he had brought the thoughts into her head again. A blush warmed her cheeks as her stomach did a small flip. What was this?
"Um, w-well," she began, collecting herself as much as she could under the sudden pressure, "don't you..don't you think that we'd have to be dating to consider it that way?" she questioned back.