I stared helplessly, hopelessly and shamelessly at the sight of the young man that now stood before me; he was of average height but the confidence in his eyes and the soft smile on his lips as his gaze landed on mine was my undoing. I took a step forward as he slowly unbuttoned his beautiful white shirt. I had just caught a glimpse of his caramel dreamy and creamy chest when I found my self face first on the floor.
“Why are they so careless in this gym sef”, I muttered as I found my feet and kicked the dumb bell in my path. I looked up to see that my fine boy had disappeared, no no no, I nearly screamed in panic… then I felt a hand on my waist, “ Are you okay?” , a masculine voice whispered behind me. A smile creeping across my face, I turned around slowly and faked a fall, he stopped my fall and pulled me to him…right where I wanted to be ….forever; his taut chest. Oh blood of Jesus. he smelled like oud wood.. I wanted to bury my face in his chest but had to hold on to some shred of dignity still lurking around.
“Oh”, I sighed, feigning intense pain, “ I think I hurt myself”. He tried to pull out of the embrace but I clung to him…all sense of decency now out the window. “Help me” , I whisper. I wasn’t even sure what help I was asking at the time. My Prince Charming then lifted me off the floor and carried me to a nearby couch, I gazed up at him; our kids would have his head of hair, his dark and long lashes, and soft brown eyes, I however wanted his full lips all to myself. I closed my eyes and opened them softly to find him looking me with a frown on his face.
“Are you sure you are okay? You look like you suffered a concussion”
“ Only the one you’ll give me baby” I whispered.
He frowned and dumped me unceremoniously on the couch and then ….walked away from me.
It’s been 5 days, 3 hours, and 5seconds since the love of my life left me. I didn’t even get his name, what will moms take to her pastor for confirmation now.
If you find him, tell him we were meant to be and he cannot run away from love💓💓💓