Love Found Her

Episode 5: Smitten by Mr. Smith

She walked down the street to Lisa's door , it was cold outside and it snowed heavily. Yet she was not concerned about the cold but books. That's how a book worm is actually. She rang the door bell few times before the door sprang open. And here she was standing face to face with Mr. Smith George White. She breathed out curses to herself. If only she had stayed indoors for few hours till morning then she wouldn't have met Mr.Smith atleast not now. If only she had patiently kept on calling Lisa till she picked her phone. If only...but then her series of thoughts were interrupted when Smith spoke to her " Hello Miss" forcing her to look up but she couldn't reply because she now looked at him lost. He was a very handsome man with striking looks. He has thick dark hair that was well trimmed and made his forehead glitter like an angel sent down to Earth. His thick eye brows were full and flickering eye lashes so thick. One could be lost in the city of his eyes and his nose was well slimmed like a pencil. His lips were neatly carved and as pink as that of a new born and Ivy wondered if he had applied cosmetics to look this unique. He had a great physique with thick clouding muscles one could see even under his ash polo shirt that he had abs too and well built body. His waist and tummy slimmed down that gave him the shape of an hour Glass perhaps. He wore black shorts that revealed his thick muscular thighs and he woke black socks too. "Are you a stature"? He asked annoyingly which brought Ivy back to reality. She felt pissed off and embarrassed but managed to fake a smile and said " I'm no stature, My name's Ivy Robin, your next door neighbor and I came to get my books from Lisa". She said calmly. " Oh , you are Ivy the Spy." He said with a smirk in his face as he gave way for her to get in. This time Ivy felt more embarrassed and wanted to smite him if only she had a rock nearby but she was smitten by his looks instead. She watched him walk in and couldn't utter a word in defence. She felt defeated, she had spied on him but that was rude of him to call her "Ivy the Spy".

He gestured her to follow him and she obeyed like a little 4 year old kid behind her teacher, as they walked up the stairs she missed a step and slipped off backwards making her hair swirl to the front blinding her further more she tried gaining her foot but was too late as she fell backwards almost tumbling when a firm hand gripped her by the waist pulling her forward while she quickly put her right foot on a stair gaining a steady balance and flipping her hair back wards and here once again she was face to face with Mr. Smith. They were in such tangle that they we're almost breathing in and out into each other. They stared at each other for some minutes adoring their looks. Smith on the onset hand saw flabbergasted by her beauty. He didn't really look at her earlier but now he felt embarrassed at ignoring such a beauty. She looked so Innoceng and was beautiful. Her soft tiny waist which he held firmly have him such a sensation he hadn't felt before. He had always caught Lisa from falling off several times but this time everywhere seems magical. The earth must have stopped spinning for a while. Her long thick black hair was so silky and soft. Her big eyes were like Crystal balls and he could almost see his image in her eyes. Her lips were the most sexiest and he wondered if she could be a good kisser and how did he miss out her dimples which drew him into her. Here was the annoying spy Ivy in his nest and he drew her closer before realizing they have been in this position for a while. He then staggered backward and realised her. "Watch your steps next time", " I won't always be here to catch you". He spoke firmly. Smith cursed himself for speaking yet harshly to Ivy.

Ivy had enjoyed the brief moments between them, she had felt his warmth and sweet scent, her body came close to his and she felt his strong muscles around her which made her shiver in excitement. Why was she feeling this way? It was a feeling she can't explain and wondered why. She found him attractive and rude and that gave her mixed feelings. Why was he being so rude to her. Maybe she should apologise or maybe not. Well Ivy opened her mouth to talk but her mouth failed her. Smith led her to Lisa's room which was beautifully decorated and well fashioned with big textbooks on the table. Her wardrobe was left opened and she was not at home either. Mr and Mrs George were not at home too. If only they were around, they would have saved her from this series of embarrassment she thought to herself. Atleast she wouldn't have to really meet Smith and what happened on the stairs kept flashing back to her memory making her have goose bumps whenever she remembered that strange feeling she felt in his arms. She felt like a kid being cuddled to sleep. She was so tiny and fragile in his arms while he looked after her protectively. The eye contact they had was something else and damn why was she tripping for him already like she tripped on the stair. Ivy shrugged off thoughts of him and tried to think straight. She sighted the box containing her new books and went for it but it was so heavy and as she walked down the stairs she was cautious not to fall again.