JAMES
185 Words
What the hell? I just walked into this woman and she is laughing about it. Most women would throw a fit.
I stop in my tracks, look back. I have to see who she is.
I want to know her.
I see a bunch of curly brown hair.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you okay?" I ask, hoping she won't deck me.
She looks up and….
Oh my!
She’s just… WOW!
She's not the supermodel beauty but a mature beauty.
She lived and laughed. Her eyes are gray, or is it blue with brown specks in it. They are sad, she misses someone. She cried, a lot but she's still laughing.
I'm intrigued.
" I'm... I'm fine thanks." She's trying really hard to stop laughing. Her petite body is shaking with laughter. It’s infectious.
Shit, she's not Irish.. That's sexy as hell.
Wait, what?
I haven't thought of anyone as sexy since Jessica.
"Well, I owe you a cup of coffee. It's the least I can do".
Please say yes, please say yes.
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