There is something about him. Something so alluring.
It's probably the smile he puts on even to a stranger. Maybe it's the pair of dark brown eyes, pulling you in, captivating you. Could it be his manners? God, it could even be his hair. It's possible. How nicely his dark coffee-brown hair swept across his forehead.
Oh, his attention is on me now. There he goes, with his smile and lovely eyes, right at me. "Shall we go?" he asks politely while pulling out money from his leather wallet. He touches the fringe of his hair, ensuring it's at it's place. He then reaches out for my hand and faintly kisses my fingers.
Very alluring indeed.
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I wasn't thinking when i typed this. It wasn't suppose to be based on anyone.
but the more i typed, the more familiar the person became.
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