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extremely nervous, but when she looked at him, she'd immediately relax,
especially when she looked into his eyes. A beautiful golden colour.
It was not the same as with Brad. She thought of it as a comfortable,
safe feeling that made her want to sigh and hold his hand, or hug him
and fall asleep in his arms. There was a moment when her eyes met his
and something inside of her awoke and her heart jumped and raced. It
could not be explained and yet she found she would know when he would
be about to talk to her, or when he would enter the room. It was a knowing
born of intuition, and it seemed that whenever she longed to speak with
him, or would be daydreaming of him he would be there a moment later.
His eyes appeared the most beautiful thing she have ever seen, and sometimes
when she looked into them she felt there was a lot more to him than
people see. Throughout this torturous time there was a moment that slightly
shifted the balance of things and had her unable to ignore Anton. It
was one day when she sat at the front reception and Donald had gone
out somewhere and she was madly waiting for his return, intending to
have lunch the same time as him in order that she may chat with him
(the most wonderful of times were those!) and as it was nearing the
time of Donald's return and the door opened. In a moment of blinding
hope she looked up...hoping...and disappointed, saw it was Anton. For
some reason in that split-second moment she had not been careful to
hide her expression he had noticed! Walking in he said, "It's only me."
She had looked at him confused. "You looked really disappointed then,"
he explained. Carmen would have went scarlet, yet she was too shocked
that he could read her expressions so well and so was instantly on the
defensive, denying "No, I was just thinking 'is that someone entering,
I wonder who it could be.'" And it was then she began to notice Anton
more, because she realised, he was more than he seemed. She probably
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occurred. One, she had not worked till late and teased Anton, and saw
him grin again. Two, she saw Anton wear his sunglasses. And three, Donald
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