Struck by Love

e foot traffic. “Just great. I hate Mondays,” she mumbled to herself as people hurried past her on their way to work on this bright, sunny day. She silently scolded herself for trying to

ding to the stain, she

me on him. “Oh no, I’m so sorry.” Automatically she reached out with her napki

ntercepted

stead she saw a warm smile. He took his reflective aviator sunglasses off to reveal piercing blue eyes, which were framed by thick lashes. His dar

careening down the sidewalk.” His deep, rich voice was

er six feet tall with broad shoulders and an exotic-looking complexion. He had high cheekbones and w

asked, still holdi

going.” She was even more embarrassed now that she was so flustered. He was going to think she was an idiot. She had to go before she embarrassed herse

taking a step back. “I’m gettin

again.” She thought she

ile of them for spills. Kind of like moms do, but she didn’t have kids. S

deep and gentle, “it’s fine. I can clean up at m

uits glanced at them, snickering

king in Manhattan. But she had been determined to find a career there. It was her dream. But

the amusement sparkling in his intensely blue eyes. “Listen, my office is right i

d at Laura, then down at their shoes. She saw him try to hide the grin

n his name is sexy. Her heart

rd,” he said. “S

t least getting rid of the evidence would make this less of a spectacle

V-neck of her floral blouse as she leaned over and her shapely legs and hips as her skirt sneaked up a li

ent on her blouse, right where her nipple would be. Dea

when it dawned on her that she was rubbing her breast in front of a total stranger. Then she also real

ut I think maybe it’s something you

us giggle and tur

g to balance her big purse and work bag. “Allow me,” he said. He put them in one hand, which she not

ook it, and he helped her stand u

in distress,” he said, then tossed

looked expensive and finely tailored. Boy

ven make a good

t. She was bummed she wouldn’t get her cup of coffee this morning. She didn’t have time to go back, sh

Manhattan

in my office,” he said, “why d

the building. “W

name over top of th

t as she read the sign

ur service,” he said, givi

She found herself backing up. She was even more self-conscious now of her modest clothing, shoes and bags, none of it was designer. Then she took note of all the peo

,” he said, grinning at h

ut I really need to get going. I’m going to be late for work.” She was

,” he said, nodding. “Call me here if you’d like to co

g her. Wow, she thought, I could get lost in those. “Another time.” She broke her g

nstantly charmed by her slightly awkward, but adorable

e with confidence. She blushed again. “Laura.” She turned and left.

he whispered.

there watching her, admiring her curvy f

preading across her face. Her temperature had spiked and she felt an electric buzz going th

ntil she crossed over a couple of block