When Sparks Ignite

Chapter Four: It Started In A Bookstore

After ending my awkward conversation with Miss Houston, with the lame excuse that I had a sudden idea for my next book, I headed to the nearest Starbucks to nurse my caffeine addiction. With nothing else to do I spotted a Barnes N' Noble across the street and popped in to pass the time. It had been so long since I had had time to myself. I was used to taking Amnesty with me everywhere I went.

I had been so lost in my head when I ended up walking into a wall. I stopped for a moment, shocked, and noticed that this wall was warm, and it was chuckling. I frowned. I thought to myself, walls were not warm, and they most certainly did not chuckle last time I checked. Though..when had I ever checked? When would I ever have the need to check?

My mind questioning was cut off by a voice. Although this wasn't some everyday voice. This was a deep, mouth watering, knee trembling, someone-catch-me-I'm-going-to-fall voice. I slowly looked up to see a guy dressed in all black. His chest was toned, but not so muscled as if he worked out everyday. His legs that went on for miles were covered in tight, black skinny jeans. It took my eyes forever to travel to his face. This guy was a freaking skyscraper. He had to be at least six foot five.

Finally reaching his face I can tell you it was worth the wait. His lips were full and the perfect shade of pink. Also curved into an amused smirk at the moment. His eyes though caused the air in my throat to stop moving. They were a beautiful shade of brown. They looked like dark chocolate. All in all he looked like an exact personification of the dark fallen angels in the paranormal romances I wrote.

I felt the familiar heat of a blush rising on my cheeks. I quickly looked down at my shoes, "I am so, so sorry." I couldn't look up. I was so bad with the opposite sex. Especially those who look so dangerously sexy.

There was a deep rumbling laughter that caused me to look up, caught off guard. "Y-your face was s-so red," he looked like he was having difficulty breathing with how hard he was laughing. I began to wring my hands together. I hate when people laugh at me. I frowned. I got even more flustered with annoyance as he kept laughing. He slowly stopped and spoke again, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have laughed at you." I finally gained the courage to look up at him. Having to practically strain my neck in the process. He looked at me confused as he asked, "Shouldn't you be in school?"

It was my turn to looked confused. "I beg your pardon?" School? Who the hell did he think I was?

"I know skipping may be fun, but high school is a very important part of life." I stood there looking at him as though he had two heads.

My eyes widened as I realized what he meant. I couldn't help the amused smile that found its way to my face. He raised his eyes at me probably wondering why I hadn't replied. "You know I would be in high school right now, but," I paused for a moment adding suspense, "I don't find it necessary," I said with a serious face.

"Why is it not necessary?" he questioned me.

"Well, you see, there's really no point considering I graduated two years ago." I waited for a moment for my words to kick in.

When realisation hit his face, let me tell you, it was priceless. He opened and closed his mouth a few times. After regaining his composure he cleared his throat. There was a slight red tint in his cheeks when he apologized, "I'm sorry you just look so young I assumed.."

I cut him off, "Yeah, I know. Comes with being so small." I sighed. I figured I had wasted enough of his day so I moved to go around him when I felt a warm hand touch my lower back. I felt tingles spread, along with a warmth I had never felt, throughout my body. I stopped and waited as he moved in front of me. "Let me make it up to you. Have lunch with me?" His face flushed as he looked down, his hands in his pockets, and rocking in the balls of his feet.

I looked at my watch. I had more than enough time. I decided to put him out of his misery. Not only was he apologizing, he was inadvertently saving me from death by boredom. "Well, since you asked, and I just happen to have no plans, I don't see why you can't treat me to some lunch." I smiled hearing him breathe a sigh of relief and mumble something too low for me to hear. I started walking towards the door.

He caught up next to me, "I didn't catch your name." He looked at me as we walked down the sidewalk.

"That's probably because I didn't throw it." He pouted, and I rolled my eyes. "Samantha. Most people call me Sammi though," I reiterated not really paying attention. I was too busy looking at the trees noticing them begin to change showing the early signs of autumn.

"Well, Sammi, my name is Chris," he said just as we arrived at a small café just a few blocks down from the Starbucks.

There was a park across the road. I smiled watching the children play. I snuck a peek at Chris and mentally aww'd at what I saw. He was smiling at them too.

-Author's Note-

So I will try to make my chapters around this length every time. Not making any promises though. I would like to thank those of you that keep reading. It means a lot to me. Not really much to say today. I will try to update again this weekend. Other than that you guys have a great weekend and stay safe and everthing. Thanks guys.

-Adrianna