Dassen was taking very short shallow breaths, mostly so he wasn't pulling in her intoxicating scent. She was really close to him at the moment and he found it hard not to touch. Which he really wanted to, and just the simple brush against her here or there was about it. But how he wanted to touch more, and when she was looking down, he found his gaze moving over her.
"Looks good to me." She told him, and had a brighter smile. He really liked the color of her eyes, that teal color was rather unique. She was leaning against the desk and he just stepped back a bit for space, or he might reach like he wanted to. Just why was she drawing his attention so? He really wished it wasn't bothering him so much and he could just do.
"Glad you're happy with it." He told her, and she sighed. She glanced toward the clock and they had a little better than fifteen and the others weren't here yet.
