She was just sitting in Arbeys with her older sister, but just then, he walked in with is nice, jet black hair and his not red shoes, but red pants. He looked over at her with those deep golden eyes of his,
full of admaration at the sight of her.
She almost melted.
She shot him a very flirty glance back and batted her long eyelashes that had too much masscara on them as he was going to get his soda. He walked so gracefully, she couldn’t eat or move or notice her sister chatting away,
all she could see was him.