Lucy Martin<br/>Location: The GPC – Elevator<br/>Tagged: Dylan Murphy<br/>Time: 2-ish<br/><br/>His eyes still held that same intense stare as before. They told nothing to her. His lips remained silent. It was his hands that made the first move to set the tone, to let her know what he was thinking. First they were soft and tender, touching her hair, her skin. She would have gasped had she not been holding her breath. His hand moved, reaching for the button, and though she wanted to hold his gaze, she couldn’t.  Her eyes followed his hand’s path, right up until the moment his fingers pressed the button. Quickly her attention was turned back to his face. Her expression one of shock and disbelief. She was confused, not sure as to why he had done that. “Well I,” she began, her answer halted by his kiss. His. Kiss. She couldn’t believe it was happening. This sort of thing didn’t happen to her. The last time was kissed was when she lived back home. They were celebrating her birthday. Lucy was young, and the boy down the street had a crush on her. He kissed her, said it was another birthday gift to her, but she knew. She always knew he had a crush on her. His attentions would never be returned, and his kiss was nothing by comparison to this. Nothing could compare to this, no kiss on the silver screen, nothing she had ever read, not even a dream that had come to her once or twice even held a candle to this. This was….intense. She was literally swept off her feet, grunting a little, almost a squeal of delight as she felt her feet lift from the floor. The elevator wall came seemingly from nowhere as she felt her back pressed against it. The moment was a whirlwind. His lips, his hands, the elevator wall, and then….She wasn’t quite sure, but Lucy thought..<br/><br/>His words, his breath, were hot and caused her once closed eyes to open.  ‘I want to get to know you very well.’ That sentence alone had her almost frozen in place. It wasn’t fear that kept her there. It was excitement. No one had ever said anything like that to her before. Should she have been weary of him telling her that he had been watching her? No. She didn’t see it that way. She didn’t feel that way. It was more of a complement to her. While she may not have seen him, while she may not have paid him any attention, he had been watching her. He had seen her. No longer was she invisible. As he started the elevator up once more and they jostled heading upwards to her place, that realization hit her hard. He had seen her.<br/><br/>The doors opened, and she stepped out. Lucy was sure she must look a mess. She opened the door, but there he was again, reaching out to her, looking at her. He was looking at her. Another realization that struck her. This man had the power to look through her and still see her.  Lucy took a deep breath. “Wait. We just met..this morning, and that kiss was..the best thing..I’ve ever felt..in my whole life. I want to invite you in. I really do, and I want to get to know you. I really..want..to get to know you, but I can’t..do this. Not now. If I invite you in..then I don’t now..if I’ll be able to stop this..if I’ll be able to make it to work..and I can’t lose this job. I can’t. I feel like..we’re moving too fast, and there are things about me..you don’t know. Things I want to tell you..but I can’t. Not right now. I need time to catch my breath,” she told him, a soft laugh mingling with a deep breath. “It’s not you. It’s not me. It’s both of us I guess. If you never want to see me again, believe me..I understand. I’ll be crushed, but I’ll understand.” She wanted to rest a hand on him, but something inside of her, fear perhaps, told her he was going to simply walk away, not wanting to see her again, thinking she was playing games with him, but she wasn’t. “I think too much of you really,” she told him. “You’re like this dream I’ve had that I never thought would be here, and here you are. I don’t wanna mess this up, whatever this..is. You deserve to be given time for every detail, and time is something I don’t have right now. Later I want to give you all the time, all the attention you deserve, but like I said, I’ll understand if you never want to see me again. If you do want to see me again, then you know what time I get off. If you’re there waiting for me, I’ll know.”