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Chapter 3 Love At First Sight...

Chapter   3

Love At First Sight

Rosie’s pov

“Sure you want to listen to my story?" he asked unsure

"Till you dont mind sharing" I replied as he was uncomfortable and fiddling with hands. I was seeing a nervous man for the first time. Otherwise I have only seen men in hollow darkness where I only visualize the pitch dark sexual desires that vanishes in one night and they do prefer to leave before the sunshine as if brightness would erase their immoral deeds.

I wonder even if they consider it immoral.

For few it would be as casual and recreating as taking few shots of alcohol before going to bed.

He said in a surprisingly humble tone, "Excuse me for a while" and went to the washroom.

What a thorough gentleman he is.

He was even completely dressed up before he woke me. I would have actually enjoyed his masculine abs tense in anger. Not that I am a perverted kind of whore but this man was special. He seemed to get my attraction in a special way like there was nothing wrong with it. And also I was safe. I don't know why but I felt safe. I felt like home when me, my parents and my sibling lived happily as life was flawless then.

"Are you sure you want to listen to my” he asked unsure.

"Absolutely. Till you don't mind sharing your life with a prostitute." I answered.

He felt offended and simply shrugged.

"So where do I start with"

"Whichever memories you can begin with a smile." I replied hugging the small black cushion placed on the cream couch that I was sleeping on. I had some vibrations that it is really going to be an interesting night.

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Edwin’s love story [flashback]

"Right then I start with the day actually night. The prom night of our final year of schooling when I saw her, no noticed her for the first time.

She was working for the selection of prom king and queen collecting others views on some piles of paper. She approached me for my name as a nominee for the Prom king and few details. I was busy flirting when she tapped on my back.

"Excuse me" she said but I did not listen but as I turned around to check who's tapping me then there was a misjudgement or lack of space that I hit her and she tripped.

I tried to balance her lifting her from her elbows.

 It was then! It was right then when I smelled her. Yes I inhaled her beauty for the first time. She smelt like strawberries. Her bare skin as she was wearing some sleeveless dress was soft like feather and smooth like satin. Then slowly as she was raising above I could see her rounded, perfect boobs beautifully enveloped by the sequined blue corset followed by a flowing material that she was wearing. I was not perverted but was actually carried away and when I saw her face, her flawless skin, pouted lips with peach lipgloss. Her ocean blue eyes drowned me into them and I got lost, lost in the waves of feelings as I couldn’t name it then.

 Her cheeks were blushed pink and as she shook her head talking to me. I was muted. I could not hear a single word. Her bouncing locks of blond were the only things that I could focus on. I was trapped.

 I was in lo... but I denied it completely.

She realized that I was not listening to her. She felt it was due to the loud music. She held my wrists tightly bringing sparks all over my body. This was first time ever I felt like this. She took me to a distance and then spoke to me.

Though it was difficult to focus on anything but I obediently answered all that she wanted to know and before I could say anything. "Thanks I am Stella. Have a great time" and she left.

It was after that I came off my transition with only one aim in mind 'to look for her'

The mesmerizing face was not a complete stranger. I knew her or I felt that I knew her. The room was full of hotties and sexy babes but my eyes were looking for that pretty face who had taken my breaths away. Is she some event organiser. No she's too young for that. She is one of our school mates then why haven't I noticed her earlier. I was lost in my own reverie when I heard someone announcing from the stage.

The music was stopped by then and I could hear "The Prom king is Edwin Parker".

I felt myself on the air. I was lifted by the crowd who led me to the stage lifting me on the air.

 I was a popular boy and their favorite basket ball player so I had lot of fans. It was after I landed on the stage I saw those magical blue eyes again. I watched her closely and intently then trying to figure out why she looked so familiar. I was crowned with a floral crown, pinned a broach and prom queen was declared and what I could do was stare at the dame whom I had been searching everywhere around.

"Ohh my gosh! She's same Stella, our Berry, my ex neighbor who always had black framed glasses landed on the tip of her nose, wore a floral dress always and held two ponnies. She was in grade 5 when we were together. We had never been friends but during our family cultural meets that we formally greeted each other 7 years back. It was after that my dad did great in business and we shifted to our new big home. Later I joined school's basketball team and became famous and then she became a no one. Not that she was a nerd but she was good in her own world which was far away from mine.

"What a fool I was. I missed my years when I could have been with her, befriended her and if possible I would have even proposed her. Now when I got her there are negligible chances of meeting her again as the school were over and the universities we choose there's hardly any probability of us being in the same one. I lost her before I had her.

"Now let the king and queen have their official dance" was announced on the stage to which Lucy came to me offering her hand to dance with me. I couldn't be rude and danced a few moves but my focus my heart and soul were rested on the girl with blue eyes, Berry.

I was missing those ocean eyes so badly and wanted to know about her, wanted to have her number so I quickly excused from Lucy and rushed to Stella on stage.

"Can I have a dance with you lady?" as I offered her my hand.

Her friends pushed her and forced her to accept the dance proposal. She hesitatingly gave me her hand which was so soft, so perfect that it felt as if mine were stencils that could only fit her hands.

I swayed her with the beats of the music to the dance floor. She was slightly shorter than me but with the pencil, silver stilettos she was wearing she stood straight with our faces meeting each other. She took her steps so cautiously. She looked so innocent and when she lifted her chin to make our eyes meet, I felt I was floating in the ocean of her blues. I forgot everything for the moment, where I was? What was I supposed to do?

 For I had framed series of words to be uttered to her but I was completely dumbstruck. I could not speak now. I was lost.

Was she some sort of magician or a hypnotist?

She too remained mum, not uttering a word simply gazing into my eyes.”

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“Love at first sight” I blurted out.

“Love at first sight? He repeated mockingly but then had a changed expression on his face.

“Yes it was love at first sight”