Just A Trip

I started lifting the bags up and fitting them in random spots on my arms, when I realized I didn't have anymore room. I was about to yell out to somebody at my table to pick up the rest of the food, when a tall man stood in front of me.
"Qui, io ti vengo in aiuto (Here, I will help you.)" The man said with a deep voice that led a trail of goosebumps to appear on my arms.
"Grazie (Thank you)" I said whist not looking into the man eyes, but at his chest. I was afraid if I saw his face that I would fall into a puddle of attraction. He silently followed me as I dropped the bags onto the tables and everyone jumped like wild animals to get their food.
I was about to sit down when I felt the man grasp my wrist. I turned slowly to look up at the man. He had ice blue eyes and a well-defined jaw. I couldn't help but stare stupidly at his beauty as he handed me over a paper. He left abruptly, leaving me frozen.
"What's that you got there, Scarlett?" I heard Jasmine say to the side of me.
 I turned toward her, finally moving. "I don't know, that guy gave me it." I choked out.
"Well hand it over, and I will open it." She said with food in her mouth. She snatched the paper from my hand and unfolded it. She looked up at me with a shocked expression, and then looked back down repeatedly. She did this a few more times until she just settled on my face.
"What is it?" I said nervously.
"Look for yourself." She said finally awakened from her daze. I slowly reached out for the paper and brought it toward me. I breathed in deeply and opened it. I gasped loudly as I looked down at the picture.
It was a portrait of me. I was so beautiful. I jumped out of my seat, and ran toward the exit.
"Where are you going?" I heard Jasmine yell behind me.
"To find Mr. Artist!" I yelled out determined.
There is cursing and sexual content! You have been warned!