She was drawn in by a lure of warmth, not the sort of warmth that was seeping through her coffee cup, (which was the relief of discomfort she had longed for all morning) but a translucent warmth of a smile.
“You are beautiful,” he stated. The type of comment you can tell is sincere. “Your eyes are magnificent.”
The fine edges of her mouth curled into a smile and she politely thanked him. He told her he would wait for her, and as he wished to fast forward time, she walked away slowly, wishing for it to slow down. She felt relieved of all discomfort, if only for a moment, and felt gratitude brewing. Let me bask in it for a little while longer please.