Here's another little snippet. I've been editing ad nauseum, but I think I have it where I want it. Ha! At least right at this particular moment.
The street was quiet, two lanes running along a mixed block of commercial and residential buildings. The moon shone in a clear sky and the air was still. Into the stillness, Austin said, “What are you worried about?”
“What makes you think I’m worried?”
“Mickey,” Austin chided gently, smiling down at her, “you’ve been screaming it at me with your body language since we left the warehouse.”
How could she forget? Before all else, Austin was a master observer, his keen eyes and restless mind always analyzing, calculating, knowing. “Sorry,” she said, suddenly feeling foolish.
“Is it because you work for me?”
She lifted her eyes to take in his face. His gaze was trained on something in the proximal landscape. “I guess that’s some of it, Austin,” she admitted. “I mean, don't you think it’s weird to work closely with someone you’re dating? It’s distracting. No one gets any work done.” Without meaning to, she realized she had let her mind wander into a place long passed and gladly forgotten. The intrusion was brief. With a slight shudder, she doused the spark of a memory and turned back to the matter at hand. “Austin?” she ventured, tentatively.
He dismissed the landscape and turned to her with his brow raised quizzically. “Yeah?”
“Is that what we’re doing? Are we dating now, since you kissed me?”
He gave the question thoughtful consideration for a time which seemed to Mickey uncomfortably long. Finally he replied, “That depends.” The barest hint of a smile crossed his lips. “Do you want me to kiss you again?”
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