Silver Creek Chestnuts roasting on an open fire [m]

He was in his den.  As she approach more and more anxiety ran through her.  He probably didn't even like her the way that she liked him, but the hormones were strong and pushed her onward.  She felt a flash of guilt, but also a hint of excitement as she poked her head into his home.

"Hey Heston, sorry to intrude."  She remarked, making sure to stay just outside of the den, unsure if it could really hold them both.  She wondered what was going thruogh his head right now... fear of what would happen, excitement, something inbetween?  She tried to dash her thoughts, not wanting to think of what he thought right now, but still they remained, whispering in the background.  She wanted him, but would he want her?