Bewitched
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A sudden laughter broke me out of my chanting. I opened my eyes and gasped. The sight ahead of me nearly blow me out of my heels. I drank in the sight of him, tall, masculine , dark black ruffled hair and laughing blue eyes that stared back at me. At that moment seconds seemed like minutes, minutes seemed like hours, hours seemed like days, days seemed like weeks, weeks seemed like... "First day?" he asked making me snap out of my reverie. "Ye..ye..yess" i stammered. Great he'll probably think I'm a retard now. He smiled, a genuine smile , a smile that reached all the way to his eyes. He took a sip of his coffee, still looking at me intently. What happens when Sarah Wate meets successful businessman Joshua Colt? Would he make her see life in a different light? or would he back away after learning her secret? Read to find out!
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HIGHEST RATINGS; #2 in cuteromance #53 in men #34 in younglove SAMPLE ~ I must've looked like an idiot, just staring at him through my car window. His voice is gentler than it was before, kinder. "I didn't catch your name," He says, and I feel my cheeks heat up. He's so confident. I would be, too, if I looked like him. Now that he's up close, I can see how gorgeous he really is. His eyes, a beautiful brown and green mix, complemented by his curly brown hair, so dark it would probably look black if he weren't standing beneath the sun that had peeked back from behind the selfish clouds. It had almost golden-colored steaks through it. The curls were only on the top part of his head, the sides were buzz-cut, which I was thankful for- I didn't like guys with long hair. His entire face was like a stone sculpture; chiseled to perfection. His eyebrows, thick and arched a bit as he looks at me... He interrupts my thoughts by clearing his throat, and I blush again. "Calleigha," I say, smiling slightly. He returns the smile and leans on the car a bit, his arms on the door. "And you are?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. "I'm Dominic, Dominic Wixton," He says, and offers his hand, which I shake, his strong hand holding mine with the perfect amount of grip. Wow. This dude is literally perfect. His voice cuts through my thoughts. "Calleigha," He repeats and nods a bit, his hand folded back over the other. "That's a mouthful," He says and laughs a bit. ~

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