Monday, May 7, 2012

Original Piece 7 May, 2012


Subtly, she glanced up at him again, and then quickly back down at the book in her lap. It had been ten minutes since she turned the page, so she did so now, just for the effect, knowing that she would later regret losing her place.
Her eyes flickered across to him again, this time just as he looked up from his phone. Their eyes met, and she buried her face back in her book, a blush creeping across her cheeks and down her neck. She could feel him watch her for just a second. His eyes were like a spotlight, making her shift self-consciously in her seat.
Her mind was racing. She just couldn’t help the stolen glances. He was beautiful. His hair was dark and shoulder length, a little dirty, but, oh, how she wanted to touch it. Oh! and his eyes! They were deep, piercing, perfect pools of aching darkness. She was sure that they must be able to see right through her. The face in which they were set was long and pale, made paler by the darkness of his hair and eyes, with an elegant, straight nose. Ugh, perfection! she thought, chest tightening at the thought of his somewhat thin lips quirked upward in a lazy smirk as he gazed down at the screen on his phone.
Again, she risked a glance, and seeing that he was typing on the little screen, she chanced a longer study of his form.
He was tall and lean, wiry. Broad shoulders and long limbs with a tight, narrow core. His long legs were crossed, one ankle propped nonchalantly on the opposite knee, showing off the plain, slightly worn brown boots he was wearing. The blue jeans he was wearing fit him perfectly, and the plaid shirt that was tucked into them was perfectly pressed. Over it, he was wearing a well-fitting blazer. It was a perfectly polished ensemble that only amplified the easy confidence that his pose belied.
Suddenly, he stood to get off at the next stop. She watched him stow his phone in his pocket and sling his battered leather satchel over his shoulder in one fluid motion before he descended the steps with a casual grace.
For a moment, she hesitated…

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