Until Lilly(92)

I have a sick love for heels and the ones I wore today are paying me back for wearing them for more than a few hours. I see a guy looking at me he’s about my age not much taller than my 5’5, he’s cute and wearing a suit and tie. I start to wave to see if it’s that the guy, then a guy about 6’3 and huge I don’t just mean in height, his body looks like its chiseled from stone. He’s wearing washed-out blue jeans and a white t-shirt; every piece of skin exposed is covered with tattoos. He is beautiful in a way that is unusual but no less gorgeous. His ears have those gauges in them. His hair is cut low on the sides, the top in a fohawk. His jaw is strong with a few days of stubble. His eyes are blue that almost looks like contacts. His eyes come to me before looking away quickly then the next second they come back to me doing a head to toe sweep. I gulp at the look on his face. I look past him to the other guy or try to. When Mr. Tattoo starts towards me blocking my view. I want to take a step back but I can’t go anywhere. Then I see my phone in his hand.#p#分页标题#e#

“This yours?” He asks. I nod like an idiot. He shakes his head running his free hand down his face. Then his eyes sweep me again. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” He says looking upset. I look down at myself wondering how I could have offended him. I look normal or my working out of the house normal. When I’m at home working I wear baggie sweats, some I cut off into shorts just hanging off me, with tank tops or t-shirts. But the few days a week that I get out of the house I like to dress up or at least wear heels. “This cannot be fucking happening.” He says and I wonder if he is completely crazy.

“What?” I ask, finally finding my voice. I have to look way back even in my four inch heels he is still towering over me.

“You.”

“Me what?” I ask confused.

“Never mind who’s this?” He presses the button on my phone the screen lights up and a picture of Jamie Dornan wearing nothing but a pair of jeans takes up the screen.

“Um… That’s Jamie.” I say wondering why he is asking but too afraid to ask, the look on his face isn’t very open for conversation.

“He your man?”

“I wish.” I mumble and I hear him growl. My head flies back and I search his face, his jaw is ticking and his hand holding my phone has his knuckles turning white.

“What does that mean?” he ask

“That’s Jamie Dornan he’s playing fifty I don’t know him.” I feel my cheeks heat up and I look down at my feet what the hell’s wrong with me? Why am I not afraid right now? I have been scared my whole life and now when I should be running for cover I’m not scared at all.

“I don’t have time for this.” He says and I don’t know what he is talking about but I really want my phone. When I look up and see that he is walking away my eyes come together and I wonder what he is doing. Then I realize that he still has my phone.

“Hey you can’t steal my phone.” I cry grabbing onto his arm. He looks down at me then stops short I’m completely caught off guard when he wraps an arm around my waist pulling me flush against him. His free hand goes into my hair pulling my head back and kisses me, no, not kisses, he consumes me. My body starts to buzz like someone just plugged me into an electrical outlet. I start to feel light headed when he pulls his mouth from mine. I gasped, my fingers going to my mouth. “What was that?” I whispered looking into his eyes.

“What’s your name?” He asks.

“Sophie.” I tell him my words spoken against my fingers. His body is hard as a rock against mine I can feel every muscle, every contour.

“Sophie.” He repeats, stands up to his full height pulling me with him. This is the first time in my life that I have ever felt small. I look around wondering if time stopped for anyone else. “My name is Nico.”

“Of course it is.” I say thinking that a guy that looks like him would have a name like that. Cool and hot something that rolls easy off your tongue but is hard to forget.

“I’ll see you when I get back into town Sophie.” He says making sure I’m steady on my feet.

“What?” I ask looking around again.

“Here’s your phone.” He hands me my phone and I’m still a little light headed. He starts to walk off again I watch in a daze then he turns around to face me from about twelve feet away. “Sophie.”

“Yeah?”

“Change the picture on your phone.” He says before he turns and disappears into the crowd. I stand there for a few minutes wondering what just happened. Eventually I pull myself together enough to make it to my car. When I get there I realize that I hadn’t even put the top up. I turn quickly looking in my back seat. Thank god my bag is still there.#p#分页标题#e#