We walked to the window and I pulled aside the velvet mauve curtains."Wow, look at that view," I breathed, looking out the window at the lake. "It's beautiful."
"Yeah, it really is," he said softly, looking at me, and only me.
I turned to him. He was looking at me in that special way. I wanted to burst out laughing. We were a stereotypical couple easily found in any and every contemporary young adult novel-- girl sees beautiful view, guy only sees girl.
I didn't laugh. I smiled, and laced my fingers through his. "Let's go dance some more."