He was wearing a classic black suit, with a white dress shirt and a black bow tie. He looked devilishly handsome, and dangerous. But, I knew I had to talk to him. My inner introvert screamed at me to go home. But after my eyes met the mysterious mans, I knew my life was about to change. And it did.
Jack, his son, was listening very intently to my story. The story about 'How I Met His Father', I smiled as I saw those intimate scenes flash through my eyes. The golden eyed boy asked me with a sweet smile, "What did you like about Father?" I look at the man who was currently in the kitchen getting hot chocolate ready for us.
The way he was moving around the kitchen with this graceful precision. There was no wasted movement that his body presented. I sighed but with a smile. I turned to look back at Jack and answered, "I guess it was his style."
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Taylor Swift (the old version) is such a good artist. I swear, all her songs are for Lucifer. Oopsie 🤫.
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