6 Momentum

As we continued to gaze into each other's eyes I noticed his hand start to gently and majestically graze my arm slowly from my hand up. His touch felt like wild fires burning through my veins and as if each and every tiny molecule felt it too.

I started to melt into his surprising soft and manly touch as he made his way to my cheek just slightly rubbing it in circular motions with his thumb. We sat there for a good moment when "don't yell at me" my clumsy self accidentally twitched like an idiot and moved the alcohol on his arm causing another burning sensation to form.

I look at him apologetically in hopes he wouldn't instantly hate me but who could blame him I hate myself right now. I began to gently blow on his wound to hopefully stop the burning when he grabbed my chin and face me towards him for me to look straight in his eyes. Once again we were locked in place.

Baron started to inch closer and closer and his lips were an inch away from mine and I could feel his warm mint breath mingle with my own. Then boom. It happened. Not the kiss but the front door to the salon with chatty coworkers arriving from lunch happened and our kiss didn't.