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!
|Bella, feelin' the heat|