Love of Taco

Tres

You're having some guests over for an important little meeting. You're at the store getting snacks for everyone, but you are rushing yourself. You're guests are to arrive at your house at 2 o' clock and it is 1:50. You didn't even bother to grab a cart or a basket when you came in because you were already in a hurry. You fast walked down an isle with a pile of cracker boxes in your arms. You suddenly feel a force push back on you and nearly all you boxes fall to the floor. Before you can say anything, a familiar voice apologizes dearly, for accidentally running into you. You're eyes sparkle as you look to see that it's him. Your heart pounds harshly against your ribs as you feel like you're trying to swallow a rock. You tell him it's okay, and that you probably should be been paying more attention to where you were going. He smiles as he helps you pick up your boxes. He asks you what all the snacks are for as he puts some boxes back in your arms. You smiled with glee on the inside for his slight concern about what you're doing. You explain to him about your meeting, but then nearly flip out when you realize that your time is running short and you need to get home. You tell his pretty face that you must talk later and you rush away as he can barely tell you bye.
At the cheek out, you look back at him in a nearby isle. You have a nervous smile on your face because you need to hurry, and you admire his every movement. He suddenly looks over and your eyes meet. You smile your best and he smiles a gorgeous, charming smile back. Your heart flutters and he continues on with his shopping, and you continue on to rush home.