Everything about him was perfect. From his looks to his dressing and his smile and his hair. The way the words he spoke rolled off his tongue perfectly made it impossible to guess that he was Asian. Only his Indian last name and skin color gave him away.
He stared back at her like someone who was interested in her. But how would she say it-- if need ever be-- that she was only drawn by his good looks but was truly interested in another man?
She smiled softly and cleared her head of the thought. "I'll get going now but I'll see you there?"
"Yeah." He smiled. As she was about to walk away, he called out to her. "Hey, uh, do you think I could get your number?"
She smiled.
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Romeo sat in the driver's seat with a deep frown on his face. He had seen her walk in and expected her to h
