Janice Kay - In Hope's Shadow

Dinner was pleasant, but she thought they were both being so careful with each other, neither said anything important. At the theater, they chose seats on the aisle. He helped with her coat before shrugging out of his own parka.

At least, sitting side by side, their shoulders touched. Making yet more careful conversation, Eve focused on his big hands resting on his thighs. With his long fingers, they could have been a pianist’s hands, or an artist’s. Her heart gave a bump as she wondered what they’d feel like on her . As if reacting to her thought, his right hand flexed, curling into a fist before straightening. She looked up to see he was watching her. Reading her mind?

They stared at each other, Eve caught feeling unguarded. She couldn’t remember ever having such an intense physical reaction to a man.

“Excuse me,” a voice said, and she jerked to see a couple laden with popcorn and drinks waiting to get by to empty seats.

The moment broken, Ben murmured an apology and he and Eve both stood to let them by. Eve straightened her coat on the back of the seat and sat down again, then sneaked a glance at Ben. This time, his expression was wry.

“Guess this isn’t the place to say I like the way you look at me.”

Oh, boy. “Um, probably not,” she managed.

He laughed, lifted his arm and draped it around her. “So, how do you feel about cuddling at the movies?”

Smiling, Eve shifted closer. “Definitely positive.”

His breath warm on her ear, he murmured, “Good.” And then, as the lights dimmed, “Ah. Here we go.”

Now, if only she could concentrate well enough to read the subtitles.

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