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Author: Shaela129 | Added: May 27 2001 | Views/Reads: 2681/1924 | Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
I normally don't believe in love at first sight. But I feel something is special about me and him. I just can't quite put my finger on what it is. | |||
Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story The inside of the house was just as endearing. The kitchen/dining room was huge with plenty of space for cooking and baking. Then there was a long staircase up to the second floor attached to the two rooms that made up the living room. Off back of the living room was the family room with a bathroom attached. This is where we were. "This is okay," I said referring to the Salisbury steak and trying to spark some sort of conversation. I needed to get comfortable. "I like it," Marc says. "So what have you been up too? I never see you around and every time I see your sister I ask her about you." "I'm okay. Just going to school fulltime and trying to stay out of trouble. What about you? Are you still up at Michigan? "Yes," he says. "I am just home for the weekend. We have this last weekend off before the season starts." "I know you're happy because timing couldn't be better to give your ankle some time to heel." I am blabbering! "I may have to miss a few practices but I guess you can say I am lucky. I could've broken it," Marc is now babbling. "So, where's your father?" I need to know. I am in the man's house and all. "He is in New Orleans," Marc says. "He is having a house built there for when he retires in a couple of years." "My parent's are moving south, too, after they retire. Not far from him either in Mississippi." I could talk forever to those deep brown eyes and rugged looks. You could definitely tell Marc was an athlete. He was tall, about six feet four, with bushy eyebrows and gorgeous hands. His skin was smooth and the color of honey. His body was lean and well conditioned and he had one of the sexiest walks I had ever seen not even the limp could spoil that. I normally don't believe in love at first sight. But I feel something is special about me and him. I just can't quite put my finger on what it is. Maybe it is the way he looks at me and listens to what I say like I am the only thing going in this universe. He has a unique way of getting me to feel comfortable. I know we've known each other for years, but nothing ever came of that except me telling him back then that he was too young for me and him pretty much giving up after that. Besides, most of our contact with each other at that time was playing baseball at the field that is now directly adjacent to the home we are in today. He is politely asking me if I wanted something to drink and just as he looks at me again he catches a look on my face that I did not want to reveal to him so soon. From his facial expression I can tell he has read me like a book. I am definitely attracted to this guy and I should leave soon because if I don't I can't be held responsible for my actions. ********************************************************************* Please vote. I really could use some constructive criticism. I am not too proud to beg. Atleast not anonymously..... Tweet
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