BESOTTED

 

She stole glances at him.

She didn’t want him to know just how deep he had gotten under her skin.

She rolled the thought over in her mind until she was dizzy.

A weary sigh inched its way out of her cautious heart.

Looking around for a place to conceal her vulnerable estate, her mind frowned.

It was too late to hide.

Her heart had already surrendered and was wearing a stupid happy grin on its face.