All his thoughts and all rehearsed phrases and gestures vanished like smoke in the wind, like a mirage, in the reality that Candy is near him, at the moment, when he hugged her. It's amazing how much power woman over the man when he loves her...
Everything was gone, as if it burst like a bubble, and he saw only her. The young man was holding Candy in his arms so gently as if she was a crystal, he suddenly felt how this girl was dear to him. While she was not around,he could hate her, talking and thinking dirty things about her, but when Neil saw her sweet face so close, he surrendered.
He loved her with all his heart, in her presence it seemed to him that he went back to his early childhood, when the whole world seems to be sunny and good when there is a mom and dad who hugs you, and something warm in his chest growing, spreading and breaks out.
He wanted to kiss her freckled face, hugging, stroking her hair and give her affection she gave him at the last "their dates," which he called them conditionally. On that day, when she carefully bandaged his hand with her shawl.
From what he could not connect with her soul, he wanted to take her body, touch her, kiss her, closer in any way, but he could not afford it. She rejected him.
Perhaps Neil was changed countenance because Candy looked at him in surprise and asked:
- What's wrong?
She could be so different - "Neil, you seem to be injured," - she is gentle and sympathetic, "Let him go, now!" - She is aggressive and strong. She is so zippy, so elusive and so ... desired ...
Neil stopped. They were almost at the end of the hall, near the exit to the balcony. Other pairs are not noticing them whirling in a waltz. Neil did not hear the music for a long time - in his ears were ringing.
- Neil?
Green eyes ... They burn him, laughing at him. "Ha, you wanted to forget me. All your women are nothing against to me! "- Her eyes cried.
- Don't look at me so - he begged, as it was then, when he felt her power over his being in a first time.
- What? - Green eyes looked straight into his soul. - What are you talking about, Neil?
There are golden sparks in her eyes ... Tender lips and mouth slightly open. And this dimple between two hillocks of breasts …
Damn you, Candy! Neil leaned over and squeezed in his arms girl's body, kissed her.
This kiss lasted only a moment, he kissed Candy's so gentle and at the same time hot as he would have kissed her if she was his. He put it in this fleeting touch all excitements of what is happening and all the flour from the fact that this is just an impossible dream. And before she knew what was going on, push or hit him - it was over - a young man released her and vanished into the crowd of dancers.
Candy put her hands to her flushed cheeks, one pair, circling in the dance,pushed her and then another do the same. The whole room swam before her eyes, it was stifling. Fresh air from the balcony to show the girl how to escape, and she moved there.
As in fog, Candy reached the bench twined roses, and hid her face in hands. Bastard! How he dared?! How he could? Miss. White got a shawl and started rubbing lips, trying to erase the kiss of this scoundrel. She choked with anger, helplessness and feeling of that this kiss happened, and she won't do anything with it. Be angry or be not angry – Neil kissed her. And it was awful!
Candy rubbed her lips by shawl until they got pain. "The scoundrel, the scoundrel…" - the girl repeated. Terry was only who kissed her, but now … Neil stole her kiss, his touch erased a gentle kiss of Terry from her lips. And Terry will never kiss her again, never … And from feeling of this irreparableness Candy burst into tears, as a little girl.