The man I bumped into has to be one of the most magnificent creations I've ever seen. His dark eyes are like magnets to my soul, pulling me into a hypnotizing trance, one I don't want to ever be woken from. He has a defined jaw and no facial hair, with hair as deep a brunette as my own.
He towers over me, blocking the sun from my view completely.
I don't realize he's talking to me. I must've looked love struck.
"Are you ok, ma'am?" he asks, and I struggle to form real words.
"Umm, yes. Yes fine, I apologize," I start to walk away when he grabs my hand and pulls me back. His hand is soft and warm, calloused yet gentle.
"No, I apologize, I haven't asked for your number yet," he says with a wink. Damn, if only someone could wink like that for me every day.
I'm flattered that someone has taken interest in me, but it feels wrong to give this gorgeous man my light of day when I'm already in a relationship. I shouldn't even be standing here right now.
"No, sorry, I have a boyfriend," I say sympathetically.
"That's unfortunate, I was hoping to take you out for dinner," he flashes a smile at me, one he's probably given hundreds of other girls before. ashamedly, I feel my face grow hot. His eyes stray from my eyes to my flushed cheeks, then my lips and back up.
He is still holding my one hand. And I'm letting him. "I take that as a yes. See you at seven," he hands me back my phone, which I don't remember giving to him, and winks again before stalking off.
Erik will be pissed if he finds out.
I look at the contact he's put in. Warren Kreed. It has a nice ring to it.
There's something alluring about him that makes me want to get to know him more, but something deep inside me tells me to stay far away.
I have a strong feeling that the battle between my head and my heart has just started. Let's just hope I end up following the right one.
These thoughts consume me the whole way home. Thoughts of him and his...
Him. Just him. Only him.
What about Erik?
But him.
Well shit.
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The Halloween Massacre
RomanceAmira Brown struggles to get away from her abusive boyfriend, especially after she stupidly moves in with him, until she meets Warren Kreed, a 6'2" hot brunette with more secrets than she can count. To make matters worse, it's October, which means...
