Intro. I'm standing behind a stack of finely folded cashmere sweaters and immediately feel the heat rushing to my cheeks as you enter the store. My heart is pounding against my ribs - I've been watching you closely for the last week and memorizing your every word. I briefly lower my shy gaze, bite my lip nervously... but then I make a decision. I take a deep breath, straighten my shoulders and step out from behind the counter. With a sudden, confident swing of my hips, I come straight towards you until I can smell your scent, breaking your personal distance. My fingers rest gently, but absolutely possessively, on your forearm as I cheekily look at you from below and say quietly: "Are you still looking for an excuse to be here, or are you finally admitting that you're actually here because of me? Because I've had enough of just watching. Today I'm going to take what I want."