The incessant squeeze, her presence, the smell of her shampoo- for a moment there was no end to her person or the way she smiled.

Doting. Bright. Warm. Maybe he was too flustered to be cold but this was different.

Again, he was caught staring. Again, he backed off- stepping back even with their hands linked.

"Oh...oh no, I can't even keep track of my staring. Sorry, that probably sounded so strange coming out of my mouth right now-"