On the top was flawless black skin and eyes that shone brightly - making Erica want to get to know the person within. She watched him move, there was something of the warrior in him combined with a gentleness that made her heart reach out. He put the engine together like he'd been doing it all his life, every movement competent and flowing. She bit her lip, how could she start a conversation when she didn't know him? Then in that instant he turned and caught her eye; before she could turn away with shyness a genuine grin spread across his face, turning it from handsome into divine. In that moment she felt her body flush warm. This was a person she wanted to know more than she'd ever felt before. This was a guy she could love forever.
The man looks like he's been playing soccer for his entire half-century, or at least since he mastered walking. Under that suit is a lithe body that knows how to play and his face backs that up. Within his brown and mobile face are eyes that twinkle. In just moments his mouth gives up on the stoicism his colleagues project, breaking into a boyish grin. He's a guy I can imagine having a beer with, so when the next cashier comes free I let the person behind me go instead. I want the man with the smile.
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