the perfect one.

prologue

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He was standing so tall across the exhibition room looking at one of my art work, it was a draw of a little girl on a huge canvas with acrylic paint. I was standing five feet away from him who is standing alone with his glass of white wine. I need to make a move.

So I walk slowly towards him and then here we are. "What do you think?" I asked and he look at me.

"Pardon?" He said and I look at him.

"What do you think of this drawing?" I asked again and he smile.

"I think it's very beautiful and so talented." He said with his British accent and his eyes looking at the photograph so thoughtfully.

"Really?" I asked blushing and he look at me in the eyes.

"Well she draw this very detail and perfect," He said. "I'm Steve." he reached his arm out to me as I break my daydreaming looking at him so tall and handsome in a fine blue navy suit and a white long sleeve shirt.

"I'm Anastasia," I smiled and I reached my hand out and I hold his hand for a handshake. "It's nice to meet you."

"Yeah you too," he smiled. "You must be the one who draw this, aren't you?" I smirked and we break the handshake.

"Oh you caught me," he smirked. "Yes, I was send to Africa for a journalistic job from the Time magazine, and this is one of my masterpiece." I said.

"Oh masterpiece?" He said curiously wanting me to continue the story as he turn his body towards me.

"It was the cover of the Time magazine 2014," I smiled shyly. "Are you going to keep asking me question?" I said and he smirked.

"Probably if you don't stop me," I chuckled. "You have a very amazing taste of art, may I take you on a lunch tomorrow?" He suddenly asked that and shock me there standing looking at him.

"Gosh! I just met you like five minutes? And you asking me on a date now?" I said shocked and he nod slowly and I smile. "Why not." I answered yes to his question for taking me to lunch tomorrow. I didn't expect he would ask me!

"Good, what yours number?"

The next day, I dressed fine since I woke up in the morning and I waited for him on the side of the street of my house in Lower East Side.

Sorry running late. He texted me.

It's fine, or should I take taxi?

No I will be there. A gentleman who asked his woman to go on a date won't let his woman walk alone. I smiled.

Okay then... if you say so knight shining armor.

ten minutes later, I saw him running towards me with his fine blue navy suit and a long sleeve shirt, just like last night. He was smiling foolishly towards me and he take his breath as he stop right in front of me.

"Sorry I'm late." He apologized smiling.

"A gentleman never late," I said and he smirked. "It's okay. Where you taking then?" I asked and he give his hand to me.

"Just see." I smiled widely of his cute charming smiled and I hold his hand.

He take me to me to Riverpark restaurant but all the table is full, we was waiting for ten minutes, I thought we might change place, but instead there's one table left.

"Why you take me here and force the waiter to get one empty seat?" We sat down on our table outside with the view of Hudson River and he smiled.

"I need to take someone for a real date lunch," I blushed. "After all, my friend owned this place." he said as the waiter give us the menu and I trying not to look at him so charming. I don't know who is he! Even his last name!

After we finished our delightful lunch, we head outside and we take a walk on the side of the Hudson River.

"So stranger we haven't really know each other that well you know." I said looking at him and he smiled.

"Well," he coughed fixing his throat. "What do you want to know about me?" he looked at me.

"What's your real name?" I asked and he smirked.

"I'm Steve Hudson. But I thought I already introduce myself?" I coughed smiling.

"I just wondered your real name," we smirked. "I'm Anastasia Meester."

"Meester." He looked at me with his charming smile that melt inside of me. "I'm a architect actually." He said and I smirked.

"Architect hah? What you design recently?"

"A building for Gates company in Washington, which I'm leaving tonight." He said and I shocked my head.

"Ouch, so we won't be spending the day together?" I asked frowning and he smirked.

"Well I know this sound so rude but, yes," I frowned and he notice me frowning. "Are you sad?" He asked and I faked my smile as we stop walking.

"No! Why should I? I mean we just met, and I really want to get to know you better." I said and he turned his body over me and he slowly put his cold hand to my warm cheek.

"Then why don't we stay together hah?" He said and I looked at him into his deep blue eyes and leans my head slowly towards him.

"Good idea." I said as my lips touched his, his lips tasted like the wine we drink on the restaurant and the cheesecake he had for desert. Why I suddenly believe in love at first sight?

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