His answer surprised me. As with the fact that he would even try to engage conversation with me in the first place.
I risked a glance his way and studied him.
The way the rain drops clung to dark wet hair.
The intense green of his eyes, hooded with thick lashes.
He surprised me further when he turned my way, his eyes catching mine.
YOU ARE READING
I love your one track mind
RomanceWe met at a bus station. He didn't say a word. He didn't look my way. But I couldn't stop staring.
