Love?

I swallowed, then took a step backwards, my back hitting the door. I blinked as he came forward, his hair covering part of his eyes.

We were both soaking wet and dripping and he gave a small smile.

"Is this..." he started to say, then looked down across my face, then back up. "The part where we kiss?"

I bit down on my lips, my breath stopping in my throat. He leaned forward, his hand on the door beside me, until his face was a mere eyelash away from me.

I swallowed, his eyes holding mine in place. They were dark, and the intensity in them knocked my breath out of me.

He looked down at my lips again, briefly breaking our eye contact, then looked back up to me.

"Are you enthralled enough?" he asked again, his eyes darting across both of mine, as if he needed to take note of each and everything that might pass by in my gaze.

I swallowed again, blinking. He smiled and leaned away from me, then got a towel from the small cabinet. He then wrapped the towel around me, then opened the door