She lifts her chin to find that he’s looking down
at her with the same expression she saw on his face earlier, when she
woke up with her head on his shoulder. Neither of them moves and neither
speaks; they just stand there watching each other in the darkness, the
engines whirring beneath their feet. It occurs to her that—impossibly,
improbably—he might be about to kiss her, and she inches just the
tiniest bit closer, her heart skidding around in her chest. His hand
brushes against hers, and Hadley feels it like a bolt of electricity,
the shock of it moving straight up her spine. To her surprise, Oliver
doesn’t pull away; instead, he fits his hand into hers as if anchoring her there, then tugs gently, moving her closer.
It almost feels as if they’re completely alone—no
captain or crew, no rows of dozing passengers stretching the length of
the plane—and Hadley takes a deep breath and tips her head to look up at
him. -
The Statistical Probability of Love at First SightDoes this happen in real life? This is what I've been waiting for. Is it too much to ask? It is, isn't it? Just someone who'll take my breath away, kahit konti lang.