Cornflower Eyes: Fantasy

The quick smile that she sent him over the flickering fire went straight to his groin. He had known that she wanted him from the first moment that they saw her trudging beside the road. She'd looked up, their eyes had met, and just like that, he'd known. Her cornflower-blue eyes had widened at the sight of him. It wasn't an unusual female reaction, but he usually didn't have quite such a reaction to those who reacted to seeing him. She was different. Blue eyes and black hair was a truly rare combination, and her tiny waif's figure did things to him that a more voluptuous woman couldn't. He smiled back at her--

Inspiration: None.
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: Well, obviously she isn't attracted to him in quite the way that he thinks she is. This is a pretty standard assembly-line plot. Meh.