Will she kiss me? Or bite me?
He wasn’t sure she liked him,
because she refused to meet his eyes.
He had to meet her.
He couldn’t help himself.
She was delicate, shy, and pretty.
He didn’t care if she didn’t have a dowry.
He didn’t need her money. He needed her affection.
Would she accept his advances?
Or would she tell him to take a hike?
He tried to be gentle.
He didn’t want to frighten her.
He wasn’t a wild Hyena, after all.
He was domesticated. He had manners.
After a while, his control paid off.
She let him get close…close enough for a kiss.
And that is how this romance writer writes a love scene…
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