Push and Pull

I watched the movie with an absent mind, distracted as I was by my plans for the night, and way too aware for my liking of his stares. Jonathan's eyes had not leaved me from where he was sitting, four rows behind me – yes, I had managed to discreetly locate him or so I hoped.

Sometime during the movie, Tim awkwardly dropped his arm on the back of my seat, and I had to repress the ridiculous urge to giggle. I was sure, however, we would have been able to hear a ...