Eiden almost leaned in just a little closer, just enough to close the space between them but he stopped himself. A thin thread of self-restraint pulled him back, reminding him that if he crossed that line now, he might not be able to turn back.
Lyra, meanwhile, felt her heart flutter in a confusing tangle of warmth and embarrassment. She had been convinced Eiden wouldn't even touch her chocolate. After all, Linda had already given him one first, and most people would assume the "first" gift mattered more. She had quietly prepared herself for the disappointment of seeing hers untouched, maybe even forgotten.
But to her surprise no, shock he had eaten hers too. Her fingers fidgeted against her skirt as she glanced at him, searching for something in his expression. "Do you… like chocolate?" she asked, her tone careful, almost testing.
