They sat a room apart, and in the moving activities between them... they still caught each others scents. 

Sometimes she would experience a sudden tickle in between, a subtle but sweet moisture, and she would know that he was near. Somewhere, with his eyes running up and down her. 

When she did notice him, he didn't turn his attention away. But, held it, almost too intensely. She felt awkward but so intrigued and alive.

Days go by, and formally they haven't met. Although they are quite familiar with one another. Some things are already so good.

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