I look straight into two gorgeous blue eyes and whisper, “Hi.”
It’s the guy from across the aisle. There’s no need for me to whisper. In fact, a louder than usual volume would’ve likely been more appropriate, but in all my shyness it’s all I can come up with.
“Glad I found you,” he admits.
I sense a smile tug on my lips. Yes, so am I, but all I can do is nod.
He holds out his right hand. “Mathias. I’m from Sydney.”
I notice how he says Maa-tee-aas and take his hand, which feels oddly soft and a bit cool. Mathias obviously has had the common sense to wash his hands after eight hours on the plane.
“Nice meeting you,” I croak and I sigh. “I swear I don’t always sound like this.”
Maa-tee-aas smiles and suddenly my stomach makes a big flip.
That made me grin like a fool. 🙂 It sounds like love at first sight. 🙂
Haha … Glad you liked the snippet. Thanks Teresa ♥
Ah. She’s smitten at his first smile!
Thanks Aurora – Yes she is! 😉
As someone who is horrendously shy and usually manages to sound stupid, I appreciate the heroine’s predicament. Tweeted.
Aww – I’m sure you always find the right words ! 🙂
She has it bad for ‘Maa-tee-aas’. 🙂 Enjoyed the snippet.
Thanks Karen 🙂
Hmmm, he sounds too good to be true…but I hope i’m wrong! I want your heroine to be happy 🙂 Great snippet.
Thank you Veronica.
She’s crushing hard!
She is, probably crashing (mentally) as well 😉