Sunday again. Here's my six from The Matchmaker:
eyes locked. He found his gaze drifting to her full lips. Longing to feel them
against his own, he leaned forward unconsciously. Bliss blinked rapidly and
turned her head. He could have sworn she had been leaning forward also. Suppressing
his disappointment, he returned his attention to his vegetables.
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