Natalie Vaughn was so happy tonight that she got a bit carried away, even sensing the threat in Zane Thorne's words, she remained bold.
She wiped her hands clean, and in front of everyone, lifted Zane's chin and then boldly touched it.
Flirting.
"Just like this."
The crowd started whistling and egging them on.
"Kiss, kiss."
Natalie looked at Zane, his eyes were full of starlight and firelight, and she too was in them. She was the one who took the initiative, and she was the one who fell in love at first sight. In love, there seems to be no winning or losing; truly in-love people always share in each other's glory and loss.
She looked into Zane's eyes and thought of the rally day, Zane's deep black eyes full of scrutiny towards her, at that time she hadn't recognized him yet, nor did she know he had already recognized her.
Natalie slowly moved closer, amidst all the cheers, when only a fraction of an inch was left until Zane's lips, she said.
