Hope floats

Last night, Trina, one of the girls whom I met at Leanne's party called me out for a drink.

Rob was there.

We barely spoke but shamelessly flirted with each other. All night, we couldn't stop smiling at each other, even though there were 4 people between us at the table. Everytime I peeked at him from a small angle, he would tilt his chin a little and grin back.

When the group gathered outside the coffee-house before saying goodbye, he stood close to me, his shoulders just barely touching mine. When I finally bade him goodbye, he winked back mischievously.

Strange, how keeping a distance could get me all sparkly again.