Sharon’s toe traced along the carpet when he said that they never seem to call when he’s not doing something important. So she was considered important in his eyes, her cheeks flushed a pink color once again before her moved her blue gaze from her feet up to his face. God he was a good looking man, even when he seemed rather embarrassed; which wasn’t something Sharon could figure out. Why would someone like him need to be embarrassed or shy? Most women must throw themselves at him like he was a dog and they were his treats. But sometimes he couldn’t form full sentences and it was adorable.

She nodded a bit as he talked, watching him walk back into the apartment and she giggled softly when he said that someone’s breakfast spilt all over him. “I’m sorry the music distracted you from paperwork but remember, life isn’t all about work.” She said with a vast amount of encouragement, not only was she speaking to Steve but she was also speaking to herself. “Your dancing…” She said, dragging out the statement in a questioning tone before taking a step forward and extended her hand to him again. “I think you need to work on your spin and dip. I think you got cut off because of the phone. Am I right?” Her cheeks stayed a small shade of pink as she held her hand out to him, blue eyes twinkling. Was that a bit too forward? Would he turn around and walk out or… was that okay?