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Almost is Never Enough by @Iam_Ada (Fiction)
I could hardly contain my grin. He grinned right back at me and in that moment, I couldn’t believe I thought him just handsome. Surely I could talk to the Oxford dictionary people into adding a new word for what he looked like when he smiled. Saying he was handsome was just downright insulting. And I was mopping at him again, only this time my brain was out of the hormones to see he actually seemed to be smiling back at me. He seemed ….interested? Curious? In love? Just great Sarah, continue to make up emotions for him.
“Have you been in Southend long?” he asked. And the brain comes back. “naah. About two weeks.” “You couldn’t have seen all of it in that time; would you mind a private tour guide?” What was that I saw in his eyes? Anxiety? Like he was scared of my reaction? Great! Now I’m seeing things. But I couldn’t stop my face splitting grin. “I would love that.” He just then stepped out of my personal space and I took a deep breath. Well, that explains my idiotic behaviour, I didn’t have enough air in my lungs. I almost laughed out loud, yes nitwit, blame air. “Are you done here?” “Yeah, I just came in to stare at sneakers” I said and then I snorted! Actually snorted!
Dammit woman, control yourself. Gaining a little of my composure back, I asked, “Are you sure I’m not a bother? With you wanting to give me a tour and all? I would really appreciate it but you don’t have to.” He frowned. Oh no. “You don’t want the tour? If you don’t want company, that’s fine.” “No, No! I really do. It’s just, I’m sure you didn’t wake up this morning to have me stuck to you all day.” He smirked and said “Don’t be so sure.”
To be continued…
Almost Is Never Enough was written by Adanna, a food and Fiction blogger who writes at http://realada.blogspot.com.ng/
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