Rory looked over his shoulder and was shocked to see him so close that, if he'd had the courage, he could have kissed him. “What?” he asked, not able to think clearly enough to remember what he'd said. Bradley was too close, smelled too good and his lips were just a little too far out of reach.
Unable to control his thoughts or his centre of gravity, he found himself drifting towards Bradley before he could stop it. Those lips curved into a smile, as two hands caught his waist and straightened his stance.
“Careful there, cupcake. You might headbutt your painting,” he mocked, shocking Rory back to reality with that unwanted wake up call.
Never Let Me Go, by Elaine White
The Prequel to The One That Got Away