Cindy walked through the dairy aisle looking for the last item on her list: one cartridge of milk. Time was ticking by. Tommy would be home in a while, and she still had to cook dinner! She got the cartridge and directed herself to the first available check out. As quickly as she could she took the items from the cart and passed them to the person working in the cash machine. Flour, "beep", sugar "beep", milk "beep", baking soda, hand, "beep", eye contact. Cindy looked up to the man only a few centimetres away from her. Deep into his never-ending blue eyes, that meant so much yet showed so little. They were both in a trance, unaware of they world around them. Cindy wanted to move and look away, but somehow she found no strength in any muscle of her body. She could feel the tension and electricity in the air around them. Out of the corner of her eye she could see his hand moving slowly towards hers. It was so close. This was insane. She didnt know this person yet she ached for that hand to touch hers. It was so close.. so close. "Excuse me, Miss!? Would you move along!"