Gus didn’t notice the young woman until he was already
running into her. With a loud umph
his body collided into hers,
and sent her sprawling.
“I am so sorry!”
Gus’s body slipped into his regular state of panic. He reached down, holding out his hand to help
her up.
He froze.
For a brief moment
he could swear he saw nothing short of murderous rage flash across her eyes,
but as quickly as it was there, it was gone, replaced by a pained, but sweet
smile.
“I’m so sorry.” She brushed at her pleated skirt.
Gus’s eyes hovered
at her thighs, her hands pressing the cloth against her milky white skin. When he finally did look up, he could see
that she was watching him.
“It… it was all..
my…” He could feel his face growing hot.
“I mean… I…”
This was exactly why
he avoided relationships. This was why
he stayed out of bars, off of dating websites and away from matchmakers. He had no reason to stare at her, or be
uncomfortable around her. She was just a
normal human being, with normal short cropped black hair, and green eyes that
seemed to sparkle like emeralds in the sunlight, and a body with gentle curves
that seemed like poetry in…
He was staring
again.
“Are you okay?” The
girl pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, looking away and biting her
lip. “You’re blushing.”
“I’m fine.” He laughed, running his hand through his hair
nervously. “I should be asking you. You’re the one who fell. “ He glanced back,
making a point to retain eye contact.
“I’m sorry, by the way.”
“Sorry is an odd
name.” She giggled. “I’m Regina.”
She held out her
hand. He took it, enjoying the softness
of her palm against his. Softness, and
warmth. No, not warmth. It was heat.
“Gus.” His name came
out as a strained croak. “My name is
Gus, not sorry. Sorry.”
“You apologize a
lot.” She taped him on the
shoulder. “How about you buy me a cup of
coffee. To make up for knocking me flat
on my butt.”
“I… I can do that.”
He could feel his heart rate pick up.
Had Missy set this
up? Was she already working her Guardian
Angel magic on him? Normally if he
knocked over a girl she would threaten to call the cops. Today she was asking him out for coffee.
It had to be
Missy.
He caught Regina
looking over his shoulder. He was about
to turn, to see what she was looking at, when he felt her grab his hand.
“Come on.” She
giggled again. A giggle that seemed to
melt his heart, and his mind, all at once.
With a tug she was
pulling him away from the book store, towards the corner.
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