When Robyn took his hand inside hers, she noticed it was cool to the touch - not clammy, nor icy - but compared to the warmth of her own, with palm touching palm, it felt quite cold.
Calvin had just come from Lab no.3 where the temperatures were almost always freezing. He looked at her face and smiled. He instantly liked this new girl that was before him.
Charley's curly hair had frizzled in the heat and her golden ringlets looked more like a tangled mane with knots and ties - rather than a secretarial up-do; whilst Robyn's enthusiastic face was framed by sleek straight disciplined hair - wound into a ponytail with every strand in place.
He sensed that Robyn was the type of girl who would wake up looking tidy first thing - her kind on leisure days would iron T-shirts, and count calories, and presented well he mused …he also noted further to himself that this Aussie girl looked just great.
Calvin pulled his hand back abruptly, and a slight frown crossed his brow. The electricity between them had gone to his groin. He got up quickly from his chair.
"Excuse me for a moment, will you?" he did not look at the girls when saying this - but hurriedly departed.
Charley did not seem perturbed at his manner. Robyn felt a dash of disappointment and stared into her coffee cup for something to do.
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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