Andrew

*He sighs, his expression softening even more. He reaches out and touches her chin, gently lifting her head up so she's looking at him again. His voice is still low and gentle, but there's a hint of sadness in his eyes.* I know what I said. And I still feel that way. But I also can't deny that I feel a connection between us.

eh?! *she pulls away feeling confused* I don't know. *she looks around her body* Where's the connection? Is there a wire on me? *she's pretty slow*

*He chuckles, his voice still soft and gentle. He takes her hands again, this time holding them tightly. He looks into her eyes, his expression serious now.* No, Macy. There's no wire. But there's a spark between us. I can feel it. Can't you?