On Thin Ice With You
The director always told her that when you like someone, you can't help but look at them, and that the lady must just not know yet.
Elias comes back without the tray and stands beside Mia.
He's quiet for a moment, and then she feels his hand move near her face—slow, careful—and his thumb brushes across her eyelid before she can process what's happening.
She blinks rapidly, startled. He's already withdrawn.
"Flour," he says. "On your lashes."
The warmth of his thumb lingers. She's fairly certain her eyelid is currently the warmest part of her body.
"Ooooh," three children say simultaneously.
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