‘How’d you do‘…he took off his hat in respect of her presents. ‘Won’t you dance with me little stranger?’ Extending his arm in her direction.
Why was she scared?
Because he was beautiful, tall and handsome. He was smart, witty and had a good sense of humour. She didn’t know anything about his past, but his eyes…flame in his heart, she could feel it. He had the moves of a playboy and knew what to say when. She also knew he was capable of breaking her heart. And why did this excite her?
She wasn’t algophobic, she knew that, but the silence echoed. On the contrary, she was an optimist and was sure of what she wanted, yet, the chair was holding her back. The ghost of her past relationship, reminded her of the exquisite pain, that aroused her.
She was sure that she will fall fast and hard, like she always did for someone that was nice to her. Giving up her morals to take up him. Why didn’t she believe in herself? She knew she wanted to love. But he didn’t know.
He walked away. He wasn't romantic. He didn't know how
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