The song of her eyes reflected the beauty of her spirit as his face found itself slowly moving towards her hand. Time stopped and for a brief moment he felt a whisper cross the air to his heart.  He sighed to himself and felt the weight of his life closing in on him.<br/><br/>His thoughts snapped him awake as he realized he was still holding her.<br/><br/>"Oh think nothing of it," he smiled softly and slowly let go of her, resting his arms at his side.<br/><br/>"I was the clumsy one." His breathing raced and he did not understand why. He had met many women over the years both socially and professionally but never felt like this. It was as if his heart was playing the large drum of a marching band.<br/><br/>He looked at her. The red of her cheeks so sweet against the blonde curls that enfolded her. He wanted to embrace her; talk to her, share with her his thoughts and dreams.<br/><br/>Such things were dangerous, he thought as he took a deep breath and regained his composure. She was attractive but he was already for someone else. Time was drawing close and the day of the wedding was nearly upon him.<br/><br/>"Thank you," he replied nervously and hoped that she could not see from his expressions his thoughts of her.<br/><br/>From the other end of the shop, his brother yelled out to them both with a grin, "Yes! And i'll have a coffee latte!" It seems his brother had seen their interaction and was enjoying it immensely.