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“Could you do me a favor?” he asked her as he tapped her pretty little shoulder.
She turned and looked. It was obvious she was sizing him up. She always sized up the ones who were about to use pick-up lines on her. It made them hesitate.
He had hair like molasses. A nice forehead. His nose was crooked, but his smile made up for that. He had amazing teeth. And nice lips. He was a smart dresser when he wanted to be. She could tell, even though he was only in jeans and a tee shirt. And his eyes were to die for. If not for those eyes, she would have blown him off.
He wasn’t shy. He wouldn’t of tapped on her shoulder if he was shy. So he sized her up too.
She was smaller. A bit on the short side. But she had piles of hair. Hair that looked like honey. She loved her hair. He could tell by the way she fingered it. She wore a green dress with lace accents on the sleeves and hem and neckline. It was a pretty neckline, the one with the name ‘Sweetheart’ or something. Her maroon coloured heels didn’t help much with her height. She wore them just because she could. On her little ears dangled little rubies. And around her wrist a maroon ribbon was tied. He wondered about the ribbon. Something from another boy maybe.
“Yes…” she said.
Ribbon or no ribbon, he charged right ahead. “Could you try to be quieter? I keep falling in love with your adorable laugh.”
She blushed. And bit her bottom lip. “How many girls have you used that one on?”
“One.” he said.
And she blushed again. “Those aren’t supposed to work you know.”
“I know,” he told her. “But I just couldn’t help myself.”
She put her hand out. It was the arm with the ribbon tied on it. He shook it. “Lucy.” she introduced herself.
“I’m Leonard.” he replied.
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