He lets go of her waist and his eyes flick over her face one more time, seeing embarrassment at the proximity. And remembering, for a split second, the kiss at New Year's before pushing it away again.
She's telling him to move first, so he looks away and slides past, both relieved by the space he now has and disappointed by it.
'I'm goin' to the canteen, I'll bring you somethin' up. Stick the coffee on in my office, will ya?'
He has to put it back on a level footing. He's only got two weeks, he has to solve this. If he doesn't, all hope's lost anyway.
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He lets go of her waist and his eyes flick over her face one more time, seeing embarrassment at the proximity. And remembering, for a split second, the kiss at New Year's before pushing it away again.
She's telling him to move first, so he looks away and slides past, both relieved by the space he now has and disappointed by it.
'I'm goin' to the canteen, I'll bring you somethin' up. Stick the coffee on in my office, will ya?'
He has to put it back on a level footing. He's only got two weeks, he has to solve this. If he doesn't, all hope's lost anyway.