AvaElio forgot about his quest to search for their delayed desserts, and walked over to her. "How much have you had to drink?" Elio asked, he used his sweetest voice.Ella bowed her head, eyes cast to the floor, blushing but she couldn't help but giggle once more. Elio took a seat next to her, and caressed her cheek. He gently pulled her head up.He repeated his question, "how much have you had to drink?""Three glasses, maybe four," Ella replied, staring directly into Elio's eyes. She took notice of how nice his eyes were — a swirling mixture of plush brown, mint and gold.They were breath-taking eyes, if she were any good of an artist, she would have wanted to paint them. She wanted to shout to the world how amazing his eyes were."You have beautiful eyes," she blurted."So you think I have beautiful eyes, yet you feel no attraction towards me at all," he muttered, annoyed."You scare me," she admitted, still staring into his eyes. She shouldn't have been staring so intently into h
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