24. And The Aftermath

I had to scooch closer to her, adjusting my glasses in the process. "How about you try mixing this," I point to the one on the right, "and this icon - this typography - in that final one?" I catch her blush slightly. "A-alright." She started to ask me a lot of questions then. Somewhere along the lines of, how about this or that, and it somehow pleased me to give my opinion. Most times David would give his, and I would be in charge of changing. "Is this alright?" She asks after a few minutes of tweaking her design. I nodded slightly, "Let me just adjust this a bit..." I reached over the mouse, making me accidentally touch Alex's hand. The brunette jumps from my touch, and I quickly retort my hand and apologize. "S-sorry." I let out a chuckle to lighten the mood. Alex was now blushing so hard and I just had to think that she was embarrassed, or that she liked me. "Ms. Gail-" My hand waves her words, "Just Gail, please." She blushes again. "G-Gail." Alex pauses for a while as if as