MorgaineLaFay
goodirishgirl
- Joined
- Jul 24, 2001
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So I am coming out of Barns & Noble, standing next to my car fishing my keys out of my purse, the cell phone starts to ring, I can see from the caller ID its that guy who insists he lives with me, I silence it not wanting to ruin my good mood. I drop the phone back into my purse, reaching again for my keys when I drop everything, purse, bag of books. There I am crouched down in the rain next to my car when I hear this deep voice next to me with a lilt of an accent. Leathery strong hands reaching around the pavement helping me retrieve the items from my purse & bag. And then the voice again says...after handing back my things, “...here you go little lady..” It’s then that I brush the hair away from my eyes that I see him... what has to be the PNW Import answer to Sean Connery! Flustered I flashed him a brief glimpse of dimples...he asked if I was okay...I just stood there like a complete idiot grinning at him. I was at loss for words. He patted me on the shoulder and said have a nice day. I stood there for a moment almost positive I had just creamed my jeans....
