You catch his gaze from across the bar, ocean eyes flickering to yours while sipping his drink. His expression is almost unreadable with his hair falling in front of his right eye and his hands idly tracing the rim of the glass, but you can see a small smirk tug at his lips as the two of you continue to briefly lock eyes with one another.

You can’t help but wonder if you should make the first move. Or should he be the one to do it?