Gemotions

"No way!" Mark had exclaimed when she revealed their shared zip code. He felt a sharp jab of excitement. He'd always admired Emily's intelligence and her calm demeanor. Now, this unexpected proximity had shifted something inside him.

He suggested they visit the art gallery. Emily was enthusiastic, so Mark chose one featuring emerging artists, where he knew the price of the art would be expensive and the wine was plentiful.

He bought a print he admired, a bold abstract piece. He didn't ask her opinion. He wanted it all, for himself.

He lingered at the buffet table, making multiple trips, even though he wasn't particularly hungry. He wanted to savor the evening, to soak up every opportunity.