While he got his prescription, I wandered around the isles just looking through stuff. I bumped into a guy in the greeting cards aisle. He dropped his bottle of water. I picked it up and gave it back to him while apologizing profusely.
He was tall. Dark-haired. No older than thirty. Brown eyes. I looked at him and smiled. He looked into my eyes when he smiled back.
There was something about his eyes. Warm. Wonderfully warm. Feverish, almost.
I was taken by them for those few seconds. Doesn't happen to me very often.
Then, I moved on.
posted by S @ 4:58 PM
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