I remember the first time i saw him. I honestly thought i was dreaming. He was so fine; tall and well built. He was just sooo dreamy. I stared at him for sometime. No. He wasn't real.
After walking some paces, i stopped. I had to turn and look back at him to ensure i wasn't just imagining him. He was still there looking like a tall glass of chocolate milk. But the tall glass of chocolate milk was looking at me. Oh my God! He was looking back at me.
I flushed and instantly felt dizzy. The world seemed to be spinning right in front of me. To be honest i thought i was about to faint. Was he really looking at me?
I blinked and turned away. Nah. I wouldn't want to appear smitten by him. I was an independent strong woman devoid of unwarranted sexual attraction. So i took a deep breathe and kept on walking.
But who was i kidding? Like 6 seconds later i found myself staring at him again, drinking in all of his chocolate milk goodness. Yummy. Was he real? My God he looked like a demi god in all of his absolute sexiness. Could a man be really this hot? Okay, now i sounded thirsty. And i was thirsty. Thirsty for that tall glass of chocolate milk. Hopefully i would get the chance to take a sip. Or dare i say a huge gulp lol.
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