66. The Pounding of a Heart

She had never told anyone, but the first time she had met him she couldn't speak. Just seeing him walk across the room had made her heart pound and mouth run dry. She had never felt such an attraction to one person ever in her life nor had she since.

Something about him though drew her to him. It must have been the same for him as he had singled her out of the crowd to sit with. He had asked her name and for moment she had just stared at him trying to comprehend the words to say. Eventually she had mumbled some reply. He had spoken to her briefly before smiling at her and telling her he would see her around.

Later she would mentally kick herself for how idiotic she must have come across. Her, a grown woman who had never once in her life chased after a boy because she thought he was handsome, had almost fallen over herself over a total stranger. Some measure of her pride had kicked in after that and she had managed to control herself in future conversations.

Eventually, she came to a point where she was comfortable with him and there was no longer the nervousness and sweaty palms that had accompanied their first few meetings. However, sometimes she would catch a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye and she would remember that first moment she saw him and for a few moments she would recall that wonderful yet horrible feeling of lust so thick that she could barely breathe.

Sorry it has been so long! I have been busy working on a lot of projects. I am also a HUGE Sailor Moon freak and just recently started up a drabble community on Live Journal for first season romances. I'm totally excited about it.

Again, I continue to be astonished by the reviews. I can't imagine why all of you love my drabbles so much, but onward I will march writing more for you. I truly do enjoy making you all happy. Till next time, much love to all.