We were sitting outside in a harbourside cafe, enjoying the warmth of the day, a scrumptious lunch, idly chatting when I looked up and saw him looking at me intently through the window from the inside of the cafe. He glanced away and so did I but I felt compelled to look back and there he was watching me again. When I involuntarily smiled, he eyes lit up. All I could see was his eyes, dancing with delight and as he tilted his head back, chuckling to himself, I could see a bit more of his lovely face, his cute button nose, ears that might not look so good in old age.
Then his attention was taken by another and the moment had passed.