The Grocery Boy

I stood in the middle of the aisle in my local grocery store after dropping all of my groceries in front of the most gorgeous man I have seen in my life. He had the most amazing brunette hair with the most piercing blue eyes. He looked so familiar, but I couldn't remember where I saw him before.

"Excuse me, I need down that aisle" He cuts of my thoughts as I hear his thick Irish accent and that is when I remembered. He's the man I met on my trip to Ireland a few years back.

"sorry, um, sorry," was all I could say to him as I rushed out of the grocery store leaving everything I had dropped and not looking back.

I was not prepared to see this man again, but maybe he forgot who I was.