it was amazing how Dahlia could be so entirely focused on one thing and the world could be lost to her. Eyes on her didnāt make it past her wall of determination to finish a piece that she started. Realizing that it was Matthew caused her heart to do a little leap and she was thankful that the rush already disguised the flushed embarrassment. āyouā you were watching me? How long were you there?ā feeling sheepish that she hadnāt noticed him, being so endorsed in her random project. āwait, what? I do not! Do I, really?ā she laughed at herself, fingers running through her brunette strands, eyes casting away, shying away from his for only a moment.
Matthew grinned, āJust for a minute or two, you were concentrating really hard and I didnāt want to disturb you.Ā And you definitely do do that, but donāt worry, itās cute, I like it.āĀ He smiled again and joined her on the bench,Ā āIām sorry Iām late, I was doing a repair on an antique bookshelf someone found in their basement, but the thing was infested with termites, so I ended up having to torch it, with the promise that Iād make them a new one, so then I had draw up some sketches, for them, but I think itās handled for the time being.Ā You werenāt waiting too long, were you?ā