It was his fingernails that caught her attention
Most men have terrible nails
Chewed, nibbled and torn
Stained and dirty
His nails, on a so very other hand,
Were almost perfect as he tapped his iPhone
Although, she thought, not manicured
She noticed that he didn’t wear a ring
Unbidden, a thought entered her mind
His fingers stroking her nipples to attention
Stop it, she ordered herself
With practiced determination and the indifferent ease of an ice queen
She pulled out her own phone and checked her mail
When she looked up she saw that he was looking at her
Or at least at her hands
So she tapped her fingers on the table top and smiled
He held her gaze
Brought his hands together, clasped
Rested his chin on them and smiled back
David Trudel © 2013
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Ohhhh, this is so sexy, David. Love it!
Thanks, thought I’d try a different point of view for a change.