Sarah and Aiden finished dinner and cleaned up the table.
"Are you ready for the desert?", he asked with a playful smile on his face.
Sarah was not sure if it was his expression, or his deep voice, or the sound of wood crackling in the fireplace, or the atmosphere of the two of them in the cottage… or maybe all of it together… but she felt her cheeks warm up and she wondered, is she blushing or did she get a fever?
She dashed from the kitchen to the sofa in front of the fireplace. Aiden was right behind her.
"Where are you going?", he touched her chin, making her look up to him.
His face lit up when he saw Sarah bashfully avoiding his gaze.
"Are you OK?", he asked teasingly.
Sarah took a deep breath and tried to analyze her behavior. "I'm not sure. I guess it was a long time since it was just the two of us, with no one else nearby. And I am a bit… nervous."
