"Eve?" He tapped my cheeks.

"Can you see me?" He joked, waving his hands across my face.

Of course I could see him. I could see the handsome look on his face as he smiled. It was infectious and I felt my cheeks stretching as well.

"You look like you're in a trance, are you okay?" He went on.

I wanted to tell him the truth, that I was not okay. That it was hard concentrating when he was close. I wanted to tell him that his smile, as rarely as they came had a great effect on me. That his touch did things to my inside that no one...