“You sir,” I said, doing my best to sound serious, but failing in grand fashion, “are damaging my calm.”
I was giving it my best, but a harsh and serious face is apparently beyond me.
“Only damaging?” Zeb replied with his lop-sided grin. “I had hoped to utterly destroy it.”
He slid the back side of his fingers down my cheek and moved in closer until I could feel his breath against my lips. Only then did I realize that I had already closed my eyes and turned my face up towards his.