Agent for a Cause

She had to stretch up and stand on her toes to reach the shelf. That was another thing I liked about her, she was short. Tall women intimidated me as they reminded me of my own shorter stature. Anna by my calculations was a comfortable five inches shorter than my 5'8'' height.

Her dress rose as she stretched up to place the glasses on the shelf and I admired the supple calf muscles that were revealed. My eyes continued to drift up her frame admiring the contours along the journey. She was slim, but full and curved in all the right places. My eyes met her cobalt blue gaze and I blinked.

She was looking directly at me!

To my knowledge she'd never directly looked at me before. I always got my drink from the bartender on down from her. In the almost two years I had been coming I'd maybe said five words to her and I had assumed that I was safely unnoticeable to her. I had been wrong.

The directness of her gaze was too much and I felt myself blushing and then of all things she winked at me! It wasn't a little quick one either, but rather a bold down flick of one eyelid with the richness of her smile behind it. I looked down at the bar as the brim of my hat blessedly concealed my face from view.

Darn it!

My cover was blown and regret was already setting in. I wouldn't be able to come and see her anymore. My sharply tuned senses told me that she was standing directly in front of me and slowly I glanced up. She stood there slouched onto one elbow against her side of the bar nonchalantly. Her eyes were mysterious, but her smile was genuine.

Her full lips moved, "Caught ya didn't I?"

What could I say to that? It was time to go! I started to make the move to do just that, but she reached out a hand and laid it on top of mine in a gentle clasp. Her touch was paralyzing and I froze. Her other hand reached up and removed my fedora and set it down to the side on the bar top.

She'd completely invaded my space by removing my hat and I felt a surge of hot anger rise up within me. Her gaze was knowing as she leaned a little closer, "If you can undress me with your eyes then I should at least be allowed to remove your hat."

She had a point there and I focused on relaxing under the feel of her touch, but it wasn't easy. She smiled again and removed her hand, but she didn't back away.