Watching You, Watching Me

Donna frowned slightly and glanced over at Robin. For a moment, their eyes met. Then, he ducked his head and focused on his work. They’d done this a few times. He seemed to be watching her when he thought she wouldn’t notice.

She twisted her hair thoughtfully. He was handsome enough, but she knew so little about him. She didn’t realize that she was staring until he looked up and their eyes met again. He smiled and then looked away.

“Caught you staring,” he murmured, chuckling.

Donna laughed. “It’s only fair,” she said, “I’ve caught you staring a few times.”