Swoon.

School Boyfriend came in today for a bona fide meeting with the big wigs from campus marketing. After the meeting as we were walking out of the conference room, he stopped, put his hand on the small of my back, and looked like he was going to say something. (I nearly jumped out of my skin. While we've flirted often, there is no touchy.) Then one of the big wigs called him over and we exchanged the "oh well" look as I told him to have a good rest of the day.

The ice is thin, my friends. Very thin.