The next morning Jane was up at six-thirty as usual. She got up, made
herself a pot of coffee, and read the newspaper while she drank it and ate
a bagel. Then she went and took a nice, hot shower. As she was putting on
her top, she was startled by a soft tapping on the window. She turned
around, her shirt still only half on, her bra exposed, to see John standing
on her small balcony. She let out a shrill little scream, before turning
around and quickly shimmying into the rest of her shirt. Once she was fully
covered, she walked over to the window, and allowed John to come in.
"What did you do that for?" she burst out, as he gracefully swung into the room. "You nearly gave me a heart attack."
"I came to see you." was his simple reply. Jane looked up into his azure blue eyes. They were filled to the brim with glee and innocence and...Jane found it hard to admit to herself...they were filled also with a love for her. That scared her. She didn't let it affect her though.
"Why did you have this sudden urge to see me now?" she asked, sinking back down onto her bed. "I have to go to work, you know."
"I just did." he said, sitting down beside her, and catching her eyes with his own.
'Lord, have mercy. I'm gonna drown in those eyes.' Jane thought. She couldn't tear her eyes away. She had failed to notice he had no shirt on that morning. It was a sunny, warm day and he hadn't felt the need to put one on. Slowly she did let her eyes wander down her subject of vision. Those gorgeous lips caught her eyes for a moment. She wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to feel them on her own. Then her eyes traveled further down and she found his bare chest. She inhaled her breath sharply, and couldn't resist the urge to place a palm on his glorious abs. 'My God,' she wondered 'How does he keep his body in such a condition?' Slowly she let her hand wander up his body, toward his neck, then to his lips. There she stopped, for he brought his own hands to mirror hers on her own lips.
For a few moments they looked straight into each other's eyes again. Each searching into the other's soul for the answers to identical questions...
"What did you do that for?" she burst out, as he gracefully swung into the room. "You nearly gave me a heart attack."
"I came to see you." was his simple reply. Jane looked up into his azure blue eyes. They were filled to the brim with glee and innocence and...Jane found it hard to admit to herself...they were filled also with a love for her. That scared her. She didn't let it affect her though.
"Why did you have this sudden urge to see me now?" she asked, sinking back down onto her bed. "I have to go to work, you know."
"I just did." he said, sitting down beside her, and catching her eyes with his own.
'Lord, have mercy. I'm gonna drown in those eyes.' Jane thought. She couldn't tear her eyes away. She had failed to notice he had no shirt on that morning. It was a sunny, warm day and he hadn't felt the need to put one on. Slowly she did let her eyes wander down her subject of vision. Those gorgeous lips caught her eyes for a moment. She wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to feel them on her own. Then her eyes traveled further down and she found his bare chest. She inhaled her breath sharply, and couldn't resist the urge to place a palm on his glorious abs. 'My God,' she wondered 'How does he keep his body in such a condition?' Slowly she let her hand wander up his body, toward his neck, then to his lips. There she stopped, for he brought his own hands to mirror hers on her own lips.
For a few moments they looked straight into each other's eyes again. Each searching into the other's soul for the answers to identical questions...