Her heart beat increased as he moved closer and closer.
"Elaine."
She smiled, suddenly feeling shy. "H-Hi. Look. Um... I'm sorry that I didn't call you last night. I just-."
When he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, she felt her breath catch in her throat.
She could hear George sigh with exasperation.
"Again with the kissing?"
Elaine couldn't help but notice that Jerry made no effort to pull away.
Nor did she want him to.
Wait... This was wrong...
So wrong.
But it felt so right.
No... This had to stop.
Slowly she pulled away, smiling at Jerry's handsome face.
"Wow..."
To her surprise, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Hesitantly she allowed herself to rest her head on his chest... never wanting to let go.
"I was worried sick about you." He whispered into her hair.
Tears filled her eyes at the confession and she raised her head to look at him. "You-You were?"
"Yeah. And I mean that literally. I think I have the flu now."
She laughed nervously at the joke. "I-I'm sorry... I mean... that I didn't call you."
"I'm just glad you're okay. That's the most important part."
She felt the color rise in her cheeks.
"Thanks."
"I'll be right back." Jerry said. He walked back to the booth where George and Kramer were still watching him with interest.
Then, without a word, he opened his wallet and laid some money on the table.
Immediately George picked up the bills and his eyes widened.
"Jerry! Another $20 tip?"
Jerry smiled and walked back to Elaine, sliding his arm around her shoulders.
"Come on, let's go."
As Jerry and Elaine walked out of Monk's, she turned and gave Kramer and George a friendly wave.
Kramer laughed and waved back, while George just stood and stared.
"Giddyup!"
