Their hands collided for more than too long which everyone would think was absurd. "Um," Nathan scratched the back of his head and chuckled.
"Yes?" Gracia lifted her eyes widely and smiled. "Alright," she withdrew her hand from his. "I think Kenny's at home so I'll get... going," she decided to end it there but he caught her attention again.
"I'm sure you have a phone," he said. "Can I have your phone number then?" He still had her hand in his, the girl pressed her lips into a thin line and stared into his eyes for a couple of seconds before showing off her no-so-perfect white teeth.
"Sure, it's...no problem at all," she looked at his hand holding hers. "Let go already, sir Nathan," she blushed calling his name, and then her number was given before she left his presence.
Oh, that feeling, she smiled widely as she went anywhere her legs take her. The last time she had felt this way was back then, in high school. Suddenly, she felt young again.
