𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 ꨄ jamie bower

02

september

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「coincidental book store run in」

i've had my eyes on a book for a while. it's very sexual and passionate. i've wanted to read it since the day ignacia, my book worm best friend, showed me it. i stole it while she went to the restroom and my oh my.. those two pages were something. the thing is, i forgot the title. i remember the book cover and even the side of it but i can't remember the title.

it was something in russian. i push the door open to the book store and walk over to the romance novel. a certain book stands out to me. it's not the one i want, but it has a rose on the side of it. the book looks somewhat old.

i reach for the book but another hand beats me to it. "oh, i'm sorry." i spring back.. oh shit. jamie bower? "sorry!" i blush. "oh hey, we meet again." he asks. "yeahh.." i adjust my posture to make myself seem prettier and twirl my hair. why did i have to run into him once again?

oh my god he's so beautiful up close. "you were gonna reach for this one, correct?" he slides the book out of the shelf. i nod and gulp. "w-what's it about?" i ask.

"pretty nice actually. it's about a couple who were high school sweethearts but then they drifted away because of different colleges and then they found eachother years later.. it's very sexual if you're into that stuff.." i look at him and smile. he holds the book up to me. "read it."

i push a piece of hair behind my ear and grab the book from him. i skim through a couple of the pages. "go to page 165." i flip through the pages until i reach my destination. "holy shit.." the words were descriptive. was the author being fucked while writing this?

"do you know of any similar books?" i ask. he smiles. "are you only into romance for the sex or for the passion?" he asks. "well, i really like the romance. it's what i'm looking for. that book's cover was really pretty so i was gonna grab it but if you wanna buy it.. you can." i say. "you haven't read it, but i have. you can take it." jamie says. "thank you.." i blush.

i've been blushing the entire time. my body feels too warm. i feel oily in my makeup because of how badly this man made me blush. we lock eyes and just stare at eachother for a beautiful minute. in that minute, i admire him. everything about him. his smile, his mannerisms, everything.

this wasn't any type of place that i'd expect him to be in. i thought he was into psychology. i didn't know we'd end up looking for sexual books.. "um.. anyway, what type of book are you looking for?" he asks. "there was this one book that-" i explained to him about how i sneakily grabbed ignacia's book while she was in the restroom and read the pages.

"i know which one you're talking about." i follow him. he reaches on the top shelf. "you wouldn't have been able to grab it." jamie teases. "yes i would." i scoff. "here." he hands me the book. "now you'll be reading two very sexual books." he winks at me. "thank you, jamie." god.. he's such a.. he's so.. he's just.. i can't even explain.

i get why women love this boy so much. his face is so pleasing to look at. it's just so correct. everything about him is just so right and so beautiful. everything he does is like heaven. "see you around school." jamie says. he walks away from the romance genres and then to another shelf. i don't know where, but i was still so flustered about the fact that we spoke.

i didn't think he even knew i existed. i walk over to the cash register and purchase my two sexual books. "oh, that one is good." the woman selling me my books says with a smirk. "oh.. okay.." i reply and take my bag of books.

when i get home, i read the first one that he was about to grab. anytime the male character got brought in, i would picture jamie as the love interest. i'd picture being held by him and having my face caressed by those beautiful, delicate, dainty hands.

i'd imagine our faces close just like in the book.. his hand on my waist while we stand on the balcony of a castle. i imagined it vividly.. god i am so stupid. this boy probably doesn't even like me. he was just recommending me a book.

i found my hand sliding down my underwear as i got to the spicier part. in between my legs was a tingle that felt indescribable. how could someone like jamie look so pretty? was he even real? i felt like a teenage girl reacting to someone like leonardo dicaprio. i couldn't control this small obsession of him. my mind lead to other things.