Gemotions

"The best part," she said, placing her hand gently on his, guiding him to the proper angle. She felt a tingling sensation in her fingertips, a pleasant, almost electric current. It was all a surprise.

The shop, usually bustling, seemed quieter today, almost still. She found herself noticing details: the way the sunlight caught the dust motes, the way his hair fell across his forehead. She wanted him to feel the same excitement she felt for this job, for this craft.

She explained each step carefully, wanting to pass on everything she knew. She felt a strong desire to see him flourish, to witness his skills develop. When he finally got it right, she couldn't help but smile, her heart swelling with a strange satisfaction.

"Perfect," she said, her voice filled with pride.