-=Ram's Point of View=-

I can't help but stare at her; she's the only thing that matters to me at this very minute.

I could hear her every breath, feel the heat emanating from her body, and smell her all-too-familiar scent. I couldn't describe how I felt at that very moment when our bodies were so close together.

I heard her ask, with embarrassment and unease etched on her face, "Can you stop staring at me like that?"

"You look so beautiful tonight," I muttered in a husky tone of voice.

After hearing my compliment, she seemed even more awkward, and she tried to avoid making eye contact with me....