Splash

With the winner attitude I look at my perfect taned legs, then tuck my feet in my lovely (almost-to-die-for) shoes. I slip into my lucky little black dress, the one with the sexy, but not in an obvious way, “oops, I had no idea that was unbottoned” cleavage. I take advantage of the perfect hair day and I let loose my brown, almost Rapunzel, hair. A bit of mascara, a hint of blush and a dip of lip gloss and I’m on my way.

Arrived a bit early (just in case). I see him and he also spots me in the crowd. I pretend I’m looking for something or someone so he would catch up. We exchange hellos. “Hey, some eight-ball eyes you’ve got. Are you tired?”, he asks me, oh so gently and full of consideration.

Hey, stupid – maybe my eyes were big of excitement!
But yes, I was a bit tired.
Moroun :))