C7 Kissing her

I stared at her from across the room, and from the look on her face, she despised me. But I feel something else. Something vowed never to feel again. Some powerful undercurrent of attraction, compelling and electrifying forced tugged her to meet my gaze as I slowly moved towards her across the dimly lit room. I finally stood before her. Inches away. She stare up at me, checking me out, I know