poison || l.p.

"And there I was, sitting at my desk with the door wide open, answering phone calls and scheduling appointments, the usual late Tuesday afternoon routine. And there he stood, with his perfect stature that sent chills down my arms. He turned around at just the right angle, where I could see his breathtaking, brown eyes. And then, he looked at me for a split second, which made him form a small smile on the corner of his lips before he quickly brushed it off. I quickly looked down and shut my eyes, as I tried to settle myself down. Those weren't feelings, just hormonal zeniths that would quickly fade away. I dared not to make eye contact with the beautiful creature once again, for he was deadly; he was poison."