I found it clasped between the pages of Simone de Beauvoir, and there I was.
That time when I accidentally put my hand on yours, and we both laughed. You in delight, me in surprise. Your beautiful green eyes sought mine, but I looked down, coquettishly, I couldn’t look back at you.
It took us both unawares, that split second - but neither was unwanted.
I’d doodled a little dog on the napkin, i...