all I wanted

I called for a cab to the nearest hotel that wasn't crummy. Maybe it's my figure, my hair, my eyes? Everyone seemed to stare. I marveled at the people about me and found a pair of hazel green eyes. The most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. He flashed a smile, a gorgeous smile. His dimples sunk in. His hair was a mess simply tied with a navy blue bandana. I walked over as he approached me as well. "Hi, um.. I'm Alyssa" nervously I waited for a reply. "Hello beautiful, names Ashton." Oh. My. God. His voice glided through me. I wanted him. Not sexually, romantically. I haven't even checked into my hotel room and I already found perfection. I gestured a finger for him to wait there as I got my room key. He had his in hand, Room 632. I secretly hoped mine was 633 or 631. But no, 627, close enough. He nodded his head toward the elevator, so I got in the surprisingly large elevator. Beautiful. Why would he thing such a horrid thing as me was beautiful? I'm not like other girls.