Wondering...

I love watching first dates. Good ones. You see a couple across a coffeehouse, the thrill and anxiousness in their eyes, bated smiles, precise body language. One of them, arms crossed, guarded. They talk, they smile, joke, laugh, sometimes ineffectively. There's an uncomfortable pause or two, and the desperate attempt to try and reel each other back in...

Then, a slight move closer. Maybe a lean forward, one of them placing their chin in their palm, gazing a little more intently into each others eyes. The uncomfortable silences turn into quiet moments. Contented smiles...

Their feet slide closer under the table and "accidentally" touch, testing the waters. Conversation continues. "Accidentally" turns to deliberate, and their legs touch each other knowingly beneath the table. A blush...

At some point there'll be a bold move to touch the others hand, softly, ever so subtly at first. A finger caresses the top of a hand. Unrehearsed, hands are being held. The couple sinks into the moment, eyes fixed, drawing the other in. The corners of their mouth uncontrollably curve upwards. Promise lingers in the air...

Leaving the coffeehouse, there might a light touch to the small of the back. Perhaps a brush of the shoulder. Another blush...

I imagine the couple after leaving the coffeehouse. Later, perhaps, a kiss... a caress... a muffled desire to do more, but holding back. The lingering in a doorway, not wanting to say goodnight...

The drive home, alone. Calm, yet excited. Almost bursting. Waiting... hoping... for tomorrow's call. The promise of a second date. The anticipation of seeing each other again. Wondering...

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The music that completes today's look is "Unusual You" by Britney Spears.