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The day I met him, was a remarkable day.
I was sitting in my little florist shop, when a guy wearing a T-shirt and loose fitting jeans walked in. I noticed his badge, as he walked closer.
Wow, I thought attractive cops and FBI agents only existed on television, but apparently I thought wrong.
He's pretty tall, I'm estimating around 6'4 along with dirty blond hair and intense dark blue eyes.
Now, what is a guy like him doing in my tiny florist shop? Maybe one of my employees did something illegal. I hope they didn't, I barely have 10 employees.
"May I help you with something sir?", I asked hoping that nothing illegal has happened.
"Yes, can I get a dozen daises?", he asked. His voice is beautiful, is it weird to think someone's voice is beautiful? Because his really is, It's deep, soothing and strong all at the same time.
"Yes of course, it is for your girlfriend?", I quiz trying to start a conversation.
"Girlfriend? Oh no, I don't do the whole girlfriend thing", he air quotes. He looks around the same age as myself which is weird considering a lot of people my age date."I don't have time for that sort of thing, they're for my sister, it's her birthday today and she loves daisies."
"Oh", I said feeling slightly embarrassed.
So, he's either one of those boys with commitment issues or maybe even a player. I know it's bad to judge someone you only just met, but I mean come on, the guy held himself with a little too much confidence. I don't blame him, if I knew I was really attractive I would hold myself with a lot of confidence as well.
"Raul, get me a dozen daises, pronto", I called.
"Got it boss", he yelled back.
I know it may sound weird but that is our way of communicating around the shop.
"How old are you? You look way to young to own a shop", the attractive male suggested.
"Hasn't your mother taught you not to ask a woman how old they are? But just to let you know, I am old enough to be owning a shop", I laughed.
"My bad, I didn't mean to offend you", he said apologizing.
Right at that moment Raul came out and handed me the dozen daisies.
"That will be $24.95 sir", I said.
He took out his wallet and gave me his credit card, swiping it in a instant I handed it back to him along with the flowers.
"Well, I hope your sister enjoys the flowers", I smiled. "Have a nice day".
"You too."
This has been a wonderful day so far, I still don't know his name but I hope I get to see him again, even though I know I won't.
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My other new story tell me what you think of it. This is dedicated to my editor.
That's Celine and I got the pic from
http://www.polyvore.com/my_beautiful_troian_bellisario/thing?id=60384131
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