She was standing in his personal space, yet again, the proximity to him making her heart beat at double time, her eyes darting from his blue ones down to his lips and back again. She stood with her hands on her waist and her chest leaning towards him, swaying her hips slightly from side to side she said "Well, this is what you wanted isn't it? What are you waiting for?"
He just stared at her unable to move. The times he had fantasised about this very moment, the different scenarios he had played out in his mind, but this was nothing like any of them and he didn't know what to do. All his imaginings had happened outside the station because there was too much going on there, too many distractions and too many people always around for them to be alone. There was that one time when they were caught in a 'moment', she smelled lovely and they were very close, it could have progressed but they were interrupted and she was quite put off by it and somewhat embarrassed, he on the other hand lapped it up, playing with her was always fun. But now with the tables turned and her taking the initiative he was nervous and unsure, and he didn't know what he should do?
Today he had made her coffee again, she loved watching him do that in the middle of the break room and this time she thought she would call him on all the threats and promises he kept throwing at her. Knowing it would be the last place he would expect it she got up and moved across to him, their bodies almost touching, giving him the opportunity to do what they had both been thinking about since they met, and he was just standing there!