I plug my headphones in my ears and walk out of the house, slipping my keys in the jacket’s pocket. It’s fall, yet the soft morning breeze makes me shiver and I hug my jacket tighter around me, even though I know within the next half hour I will be wrapping the jacket around my waist.
Where are you sexy beast?
Before starting to run, I turned my iPod on and scrolled down the songs.
Wow, I really needed to update my library, add new songs. Feeling Good starts to play, and I lazily begin my slow pace -that I like to call jogging- towards the park.
I finally have a job. To a very famous office. My dream job. And I’ve been picked through hundreds and hundreds applying for the job. I must be very damn lucky. Very very lucky. And maybe it’s time to look for my own apartment. I mean, alright me and Amanda have been sharing an apartment for years but…
Suddenly, I feel a grip on my forearm and I am being pulled backwards, then again hit on something hard and strong, but this time it’s not a pillar;
It’s a man’s body. Holy fucking cow.
I blink and look up, to see the deepest and most beautiful, electrical blue eyes stare worriedly at me.
Oh I’ve seen these eyes before… Hello sexy beast.
“Are you alright?”
His low, sexy voice is full with concern and for some strange reason I feel like laughing my ass off; but I don’t.
I keep on staring at his blue eyes, and blink again before replying.
“I’m good… What happened?” I ask, and I suddenly realize that I am leaning against his rock-hard body, sweating and panting.
Under different circumstances that would sound kinky, but I have a suspicion something weird and unpleasant is going on. Why is he hugging me that way?
“You were almost hit by a car. You shouldn’t jog with your earphones on, especially if you are going to daydream.”
I gasp, he’s scolding me, damn it!
He is right…
Oh, it’s not you fucking place to talk, I growl at my subconscious and she shuts her freaking mouth, HALLELUJAH!
“I wasn’t daydreaming!” I protest noisily and pull away.
He raises his perfectly fine eyebrow, and looks at me in disbelief.
I scoff and cross my arms “Maybe I was a little…”
For God’s sake, Melanie, say thank you! Where are your bloody manners?
“Did you… um save me from the car?”
He nods curtly “That I did.”
His so beautiful eyes are not warm like before, and I feel a pinch of disappointment. Maybe I should thank him…
“Thank you…”I murmur and turn off my iPod, slipping the ear-buds in my pocket.
After a brief moment, his expression visibly softens, and I am rewarded by a small smile and –again- a nod “You are welcome.”
I nod and smile back, and then an awkward silence fells between us.
“So, I guess I’ll see you around?” I ask quietly, looking over at him, forbidding myself from gaping over his smoking hot body muscles.
“Probably, do you live near the park?” Sexy beast answers back and I wonder if I should invite him in, for a coffee or tea.
Do it. He saved you! He deserves a cup of coffee!
