His hand was on her arm, and he could feel her skin, feel the soft warmthof it,...

His hand was on her arm, and he could feel her skin, feel the soft warmth
of it, and then when he looked down, her face was tilted toward his, and her eyes, deep and blue
but so completely unmysterious, were gazing up at him, and in truth there was no way-simply
no way-he could do anything in that moment but kiss her.
Anything else would have been a tragedy.