But who checks those things on a typical Wednesday, before going out to run a few errands? Maybe I'll pay closer attention now.
I pulled into the shopping center. The one I go to almost weekly, so often that I hardly even think to look around for anything new anymore. But something just felt different this time. There was a certain electricity in the air.
And that's when I turned. And that's when I saw him. He was absolutely beautiful.
I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I'm sure I must have been staring rudely, but I was transfixed by his perfection.
He was tall and dark. Powerful looking too, but not a brute. He was just sitting there. Waiting. I wanted to observe him while he moved, but I would have to settle for just watching him in repose. That doesn't mean I couldn't fantasize, though.
He was the only other one in the waiting area, and I found myself feeling self-conscious. I usually don't feel so flustered, but he was just too amazing. That's when I started wishing I'd taken a second thought to my appearance before leaving the house. Oh well.
As much as I wanted to snuggle up right next to him, as much as I wanted to actually touch him, another part of me was afraid of him - of the power of my attraction to him. I made myself take a seat farthest from him, to provided a safe distance between us.
I looked up to find him looking at me. Just looking, not speaking. Again, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Normally chatty, I couldn't muster any words. Just as well, though. Talk would have spoiled the moment. There was a certain spirit about him. While my insides were turning to putty, he just sat there oozing calm confidence.
We had a lot in common with each other, I could tell just by looking. He knew it too. I wanted to ask, "Come here often?", but that seemed silly, even though I really wanted to know.
So we remained there, in each other's presence. Speaking volumes without saying a word. The heat was overwhelming! I took in all of his details. His every part, his accessories.
Too soon, my wait was over, and I had to go while he remained. We gave each other knowing glances as I turned to leave. Gracefully... gracefully...
He had a mudflap. My GOD! He had a mudflap!
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| Bella, feelin' the heat |
16 comments:
I have no idea what a Mudflap is - but he sounds totally-super-hot. And I would have been way too nervous to talk to him too!
It's a flap that keep mud from flying all over, and he was totally working it!
Ooohh... Bella has it bad! Better keep a close eye on her. 'Course, if she runs off, you'll have good reason to get another bike... she'd be missed, of course, but you'd have another bike...
Nice rack, too.
But couldn't help noticing the front of the seat looks a bit, um, flaccid. ;-)
LOL @ Guano!
You know, I'm not normally attracted to his type, but there IS something about him!
She is surprisingly loyal. If it were me, I might have faked a slip chain or something.
Yah, I noticed that! I can honestly say I've never seen such a thing :) I don't know what's up (not!) with that, and I sure wasn't going to ask.
I know. Just a complete package.
Not sure what a mudflap is, but that was an interesting story :3. This reminds me of myself back when I had crushes on super cute guys!
Watch out or you might be hearing the sound of little tricycles...
Yes, but they are just so darn cute!
I've never felt that way *nose growing*
@Rock Chef LOL
Bella is kinda cute, too. Maybe she should track him down again, but play hard to get.
Ohhh. Bella's getting out there in the world. Better keep your eyes on her. She'll be off playing tiresese with that tall, dark handsome stranger. I bet he was checking out her shocks.
That. Was. Hilarious! I'm not a biker,and like some other comment owners, I didn't even know bikes *had* mudflaps - but I giggled out loud, and at a time where I really needed it. Thank you for that post!!! (Sorry for posting as Anonymous, but for some reason my WP credentials aren't being recognized..)
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