Jake Lucian
The door closed behind her, and my brother playfully slapped my shoulder. "In love with her already?" he teased, grabbing the towel from the counter.
In love with her? It felt like more than that. She wasn't just beautiful; she was captivating, a vision of elegance that I couldn't take my eyes off. Her deep, autumn-leaf eyes held an enchanting mystery, and her dark brown curly hair, gathered in a bun with those two strands bouncing on the side of her face, added to her charm.
Her nose ring added a touch of rebelliousness, and there was something alluring about the gem on her canine when she smiled. Her lips were full, and her strong jawline gave her a sense of confidence that drew me in like a moth to a flame.
But it wasn't just her looks that had me spellbound. Her voice—oh, her voice—was like a siren's call, luring me into a trance from the moment she walked in.
Fuck me. I didn't even know what to with myself the moment she walked in, I pretended to fucking clean.
The door swung open once more, and to my surprise, my best friend Eros walked in, looking as suave as ever in his sunglasses. "Blacked out are we?" I chuckled, amused by his laid-back demeanor.
He removed his sunglasses and glanced back at the closed door before my brother responds, "Jakes in love."
"Come on man, she was fucking beautiful."
My brother couldn't resist teasing him, stating matter-of-factly, "I'll give it to him, she was beautiful."
Eros leaned his muscular arms on the counter, grabbing the bottle of tequila. As he poured himself a shot, he noticed a lipstick stain on the glass from Lilith earlier. "Had a date?" he inquired, his curiosity piqued.
"Going to have one, with this stunning fucking girl, man—you should've seen her," I replied, my heart still filled with awe at the memory of Angels enchanting presence.
Eros raised an eyebrow, genuinely interested. My brother asks- "And she didn't know who you are?" I shook my head, astonished that my fame hadn't preceded me for once.
"She didn't know nothing," I confirmed, relishing the fact that she had been unaware of my status.
Eros let out a sigh, revealing a hint of frustration. "I had enough of women today," he confessed, downing his shot with a determined resolve. "Some idiot hit the back of my car."
Concerned, I asked, "Oh, fuck...is it bad?"
He shrugged nonchalantly. "Just took it to repair, cost me over five grand."
I couldn't resist teasing him, "Oh, come on Eros, that's like one dollar to you."
My brother leaned in, joining the jest, and laughed, "I swear you make that in a minute, you got her insurance?"
Eros rolled his eyes playfully, "no, have you seen her car? Might as well throw the whole thing away."
"Well, we have a flight tomorrow night, and I have a date." He smiles.
Eros downs yet another drink, and glances down at his watch.
Eros, known as Bear in the hockey world, stands tall as the undisputed best goalkeeper in the whole of America.
His journey to greatness has been marked by a remarkable string of championships, medals, and awards that speak volumes about his extraordinary skills and dedication to the sport.
He has been recognised as the Most Valuable Player (MVP) in numerous tournaments, and received over three hundred awards, the team would fail without him.
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