Her eyes were beautiful. Perfectly complementing a smooth skinned, prettily defined face.
Noticing he was looking at her, she very subtly met his gaze for the briefest of moments. It was so fleeting, Isaac almost missed it...almost.
The interested look in her eyes was direct, yet warm and dulcet.
Not wanting to stare, but also determined to show interest, he smiled and nonchalantly surveyed the shuttle for a place to sit.
Upon reaching her seat, he asked if the adjoining one was taken.
Looking up, it was her turn to smile. "No, it isn't."