You were telling me about something interesting you'd been looking at, and it sure sounded like it was something you wanted to show me. I came over to try and get a look and you subtly shied away a little.

I shouldn't dwell on such tiny events, but I can't help but wonder.

Were you anxious at the idea that I might be trying to get closer to you? That would be bad.

Or was there something you really didn't want me to see?

That could be good... or bad.