Perusing

...Cassie stood a little straighter and watched. He wore a dark suit with a shirt of starched white cuffs that peeked out of his sleeves that were exactly the proper length. Even with his tall height his trousers hit the precise spot at the tops of what she thought were Italian leather shoes. Since he was facing away from her she had the opportunity to take in the lean length of his back. She continued to grin as she perused the nice cut of his jacket and wished it wasn’t covering so much of what she imagined was a taut backside. She couldn’t help but think it was probably just about the right…
He turned his head toward her as if he was reading her mind. Cassie quickly averted her eyes back to the wine rack and stood a little straighter.
“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to hog the space,” he said.
“No, said Cassie shaking her head, not sure if she should attempt looking at him to see if he could tell of her viewing. She let her long bangs fall across her face. I was still deciding,” she managed confidently.
“Oh, he looked down at the bottle of claret in his hand. Did I take your choice?” He looked back at her.
She couldn’t tell if those crystal blue eyes held any of her secret at the moment.
“No, no. Well, it was one of them but I’m going with the merlot tonight.” Cassie bravely stepped up and removed the merlot from the rack. The movement in such a small space put them close enough for her to brush his sleeve as she retrieved the bottle. The brief contact almost made her jump. She did a good job of steadying herself and looked up for a daring attempt to read his face.
It was a good face. His dark brows framed the lighter eyes with amazing contrast. His completion was smooth with the faintest beginnings of a dark shadow around his chin. His lips were full and starting to move upward the slightest bit as she realized he was also looking at her.
“I need to go,” Cassie said quickly and turned toward the checkout.
She juggled her items and made her way the short distance. She could hear her own heels tapping like jackhammers the entire way. She knew she was getting flushed but smiled and kept her cool as Mrs. Sampani started to ring Cassie’s items.

Just a bit of a teaser from my piece of fiction.  This particular part was written months ago and it's only 411 words out of the just under 17,000 I have accumulated so far.  I'm sure it's hard to tell anything from the few words above and it is definitely still a work in progress. 
But it has progressed...
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