He is wearing a black T-shirt that shows off his sculptured and toned muscles and jeans, his black hair is a tousled mess that gives him that just got out of bed look, I think I need to wipe the drool from my mouth. He looks at me up and down almost like he is appraising me, and then hands me the flowers and gives me a huge hug.
“Wow, you look amazing.”
“Thanks, you look good too.”
He comes in and takes a seat, almost like he is too comfortable. I sit there for a short while before motioning him to take a seat at the dining room table where I have a feast prepared. I unfreeze everything, the food is piping hot as the steam escapes the smell of the food hits me like a brick.
“Did you make all this?” he asks sounding skeptical.
“Yeah, why?”
“Because I was gone for 10 minutes tops. I was kind of in a hurry to get back to you. All I know is I had a quick shower, through on whatever I could find and raced back here, I come here to find you looking like you just stepped off a runway and now I also find that you have prepared a feast, I thought woman take forever to get ready so seeing you looking like this was unexpected enough, and now the food…”