Arms held neatly behind her back,It first started off as taunting and then... He was so busy taking in her eyes and the rest of her face that he forgot his agenda... She, startled by the sudden proximity, didn't even realize that he'd released one of her arms to brush off a spot of tea. She was guilty too.. Of allowing her eyes to roam over his features.. Of taking in his regal nose, his gentle eyes, his proud forehead and the scar upon it..
Both lost in each other for that breathless moment, until she pushed him away trying to regain that safe distance.
Oh how I love that look on Rudras face... The "what just happened here" expression and how he needed a few moments to compose himself. đ