21-07-2025, 01:21 AM
Her earrings
Simple silver hoops with tiny blue stones, caught the light with every movement,
Flashing softly like little sparks of fire, reminding him of the way the stars looked on a quiet evening.
And her eyes, those eyes.
They always seemed to pull him in, and tonight, they were no different.
When she tilted her head and caught his gaze,
Her look was so direct, so knowing, that for a moment, Ravi forgot how to breathe.
Her expression wasn’t judgmental, wasn’t cold.
It was... open.
A little amused, maybe.
But there was something else there, something deeper, as if she were letting him in for just a second.
Ravi couldn’t help himself. He stared.
His eyes traced the curve of her waist, the way the fabric of her blouse clung to her body.
He let himself linger on the way her hair fell over her shoulders, the way her earrings glinted softly in the light.
He couldn’t look away, even though he knew he should.
The way she moved, so effortlessly beautiful, seemed to call to him,
To make him want to study her, to memorize every detail.
And when she noticed, when her eyes met his again,
And she saw the way his gaze was locked on her, something shifted.
There was a slight pause, a breath caught between them,
Before she tilted her head just so, a soft, knowing smile tugging at her lips.
- o -
Simple silver hoops with tiny blue stones, caught the light with every movement,
Flashing softly like little sparks of fire, reminding him of the way the stars looked on a quiet evening.
And her eyes, those eyes.
They always seemed to pull him in, and tonight, they were no different.
When she tilted her head and caught his gaze,
Her look was so direct, so knowing, that for a moment, Ravi forgot how to breathe.
Her expression wasn’t judgmental, wasn’t cold.
It was... open.
A little amused, maybe.
But there was something else there, something deeper, as if she were letting him in for just a second.
Ravi couldn’t help himself. He stared.
His eyes traced the curve of her waist, the way the fabric of her blouse clung to her body.
He let himself linger on the way her hair fell over her shoulders, the way her earrings glinted softly in the light.
He couldn’t look away, even though he knew he should.
The way she moved, so effortlessly beautiful, seemed to call to him,
To make him want to study her, to memorize every detail.
And when she noticed, when her eyes met his again,
And she saw the way his gaze was locked on her, something shifted.
There was a slight pause, a breath caught between them,
Before she tilted her head just so, a soft, knowing smile tugging at her lips.
- o -
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