I couldn't explain how exquisite and extraordinary he was when I laid eyes on him... that lean and slightly define muscles in his arms, how his smiles gives you this most intoxicating feeling of butterflies in your stomach and the way the sunlight reflects off of his glistening, white as snow skin. Making it shimmer in a way when he rotates his body that has it beaming off of him like the suns radius. My train of thought has been gone for so long I could barley hear out his abnormal coughing, signaling to me with how I'm staring at his gorgeous figure instead of communicating to him like a real human being. "I'm so sorry, god I'm such a wreck right now. I can pay for that, seriously how much does it cost I'll pay for it." he states abruptly, flitching with how frighten and anxious he is, its kind of heart warming but frowning. He's pointing a finger to my L.A sweat shirt, completely disremembering with how he accidentally spilled what appears to me his used to be coffee or hot chocolate on me, getting it right at the center of where it says "L.A" on it and dripping down to my waist like fresh raindrops. I shake my head as if he's misunderstood for the whole situation and wave my hand out, flicking it over in this 'hand motion' to show him how dramatic this whole thing is. "It's my fault really, I should've been watching were I was going. Its hard not looking at someone so stunning and how disappointing it is for them to be walking alone that is." I respond to him, giving him my devilish smirk, showing him my clear pointed white teeth to him, I stare intensely into his warm hazel green eyes, lusting over them and how my eyes drop to glimpse at his cherry like lips, their in this perfect form... inviting... hot boiling to the skin and perfect for getting wrecked by a real dominate. He notices the trail my eyes lead to and couldn't help to contain how his cheeks are flushed scarlet as a rose. He laughs awkwardly but in amuse. "I'm Eric" he responds