You sat across from the man you've been dating for a few weeks now. It was your first somewhat successful match since you subscribed to Adore. The matchmaker you were assigned to assured you that Harry was a nice guy, and so far he was a gentleman.

As he sat beside you in the backseat while his driver drove through the night streets of New York City, you and Harry did a round of get to know you questions.

"Okay... What about... What would you say is your best physical feature?" You asked out of a series of questions your matchmaker had suggested sometime ago.

Harry seemed to think it through before looking up at you and smiling a little. If you were honest, his smile was charming.

"My eyes aren't bad."

That made you lean closer, looking into his eyes. He wasn't wrong, his eyes were captivating. A chocolate brown that you could stare into for hours. Before you knew it, your faces were close enough to kiss, which hadn't happened yet, despite the multiple dates already.

"Your eyes are beautiful." He whispered, hand moving up to rest against your neck, not doing anything yet. You swallowed and both stood still for a second more before Harry leaned in just a little, letting you pull away if you wanted to.

When you didn't he gently held your cheek as he brushed his lips against yours before closing his eyes and getting to feel your lips for the first time.