Prompted by: MN
It’s a dark and stormy night…
It’s a dark and stormy night.
The rain is coming down in sheets.
I check my watch. Another seven minutes.
There’s no shelter at this stop. There is a bench, however, which I would love to sit down on because my feet are killing me.
Except then my butt would get all wet.
If the bus ride home wasn’t over an hour long, I wouldn’t care about that. But it is. So I care.
At least I’m not alone. It’s the shady part of town, after all. Luckily, there’s a guy standing a few feet away from me. Well, he’s sort of standing. It’s more of a lean.
He’s tall. Even with the lean, he’s a full head taller than me. Maybe more. He has nice arms too. I can tell because he’s only wearing a t-shirt. No jacket.
I figure he must be cold because I’m cold. With a jacket.
Oh, what the heck?
“Hey, you!” I call out.
He doesn’t hear me over the torrential downpour. Not surprising since I can barely hear myself.
I up the volume a few notches, “Hey, you!!”
Turning just his head, he meets my gaze with clear blue eyes. Crystal clear.
He’s not bad-looking.
Actually, considering how my breath catches, it’s possible he’s a bit better than not bad.
Okay. He’s pretty cute.
“You can stand under my umbrella.” I glance down at his lips – they’re even nicer than his eyes – before adding, “If you want to.”
He raises a brow. Doesn’t say a word. Then slowly pivots, shoulders first, torso second, hips third, and closes the distance between us with a couple of uneven steps.
I was wrong.
He’s not cute at all.
He’s f*cking gorgeous.
Ducking down to my height, he leans heavily onto his forearm crutches and grins. “Do you mind if we sit instead?”
Smiling back, I shake my head.
My butt’s gonna get all wet.
What’s the prompt for next week, guys?
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