Poison and handcuffs

If he leaned any lower, his lips would capture hers, or if she lifted herself just a little bit, he could have his tongue in her soft willing mouth.

He inhaled deeply and his vision swam. And for a second he thought.

“She’s going to kiss me.”

Amelia blinked her eyes up at him.

Then unexpectedly, she stepped back and put distance between them.

“I’m okay now, thank you. We should probably start eating now, the food is going to get cold.” She said.

Lucas blinked as he just snapped out of a trance. “What?.... oh right the food.” He said before clearing his throat in embarrassment.

What just happened? Did he really think she was going to kiss him? Did he want her to? Was she really the one that separated them?

His thoughts where swirling in a chaotic storm in his mind.

“Try the porridge, I made it how you like it.” Amelia said, snapping him out of his thoughts.

He handed her the plate and she served him a nice amount of food.

He tasted it and truly it was Delicious, but he just couldn'