My bodyguard (part 1)
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-SineCera-
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romantic
It was almost 6month ago already...
I'm working in a jewelry shop, surrounded by delicate pieces of gold, and breathtaking precious stones. Silver cuffs that hold on to your writst and remind you of their presence with their cool touch, gold dangling earrings whispering in your ears as they gently stroke your neck. I love my work, not only do I sell, but make jewels too. Later on I'll describe a heavy silver neclace that became somewhat of a collar and leash for my great Pitbull...but not so fast.
Naturally, there is need for security. And this hot, clammy june day He stepped is. I've never worked a day with him before, I quickly checked him out, before letting him in, as he rang the bell of my store.
Not mutch taller than me, he wore a pale shirt, tucked neatly into more casual jeans. Poor guy, must be catching fire today, I let him in quickly to the air conditioned butique. He was bald, and shaved smooth. Wore no cologne, but he had a wonderful earthy scent. And he was...he was... I've never seen a body this perfect, except for Greek and Roman statues I adore so mutch because of art history classes.
He introduced himself, we shook hands and I showed him the workshop, so he can put his bag down. For the first part of the day we talked and worked. But then the cash register broke down. The office told be to bring it to the nearby service for repair. So we jumped in my car and rode to my usual parking lot. Frm there it was a good 15 minute walk, where he said, he's glad to be out of the store. We stroled back to my car and as we arrived back, the phone rang telling us that the cash register was repaired, ready to be taken bank to the store. Great, i laughed.
I asked him if he minded to drive this time. So he opened the door of his car, for me to elegantly get in. It was a super clean, and wonderfully sweet smeling interior, with the back windows tinted black. I already started shooting some sideways glances, sine he had to pay attention to the road, maybe he wouldn't realise if I ate him with my eyes.
When heading back to the car, the mini cash register nestled in his great big arms, we must have been a funny sight. Him, huge and gorgeous, and me next to him tiny stroling in my foaty, short summer dress. He stoped in the middle of the town square. I was deep in thoughts, and took at least two more steps before realising that my giant was not beside me. He was smiling and pointed towards the summer orchard that surrounded the square. Roses of all kinds and colors were blossoming, and a mist of water was directed above them, so millions of rainbows adorned the flowers, before setting on them, water drops as diamonds on the petals.
Whia this is almost too intimate of a sight, how come he would point this out to me, a stranger.
He led me trought the orchard and happily announced that he will now invite me for ice cream...
With our cones we continued a not so straight walk back to the car. We almost literally walked around the whole city centre. He said he enjoyed this little secret walk, as we stole the time from work.
Back in his hot car, I felt as I was a little girl, my lips so sweet from vanilla, getting sleepy from the prolonged walk. I thought to myself, what a day, how charming this Roman statue is. And at that point I never knew that this was not the end of our story. At that point I was so satisfied with my day, I was fine with the thought of this being our only few hours in life. Friendy strangers.
But, oh no. As we got back to the store, we enjoyed the cool air and the lack of customers. We talked about all things on earth. He was attentive, listening to me. And I enjoyed his wievs and calm but manly voice.
Netver did I know that when closing time came along, the cameras installed all around the store would capture something unusual for my routine.
I was bittersweet from knowing I have to say bye, and never knowing when would the company send him again to my shop to work, but also so full of the surpise of this day. I prepared to roll the bars down, when he turned to me...
Was he going to kiss me? That would be a crown on my day. But no, something even better happened, that took me by such a huge surprise...
"Would you mind me keeping in touch outside of work with you?"
Oh. I've never seen this one coming! I don't even remember how I replied exactly...
He steped a bit back, to the center of the shop as I buttoned in my number into his ancient phone. Didn't know yet, how this oldie pushbutton phone will bring me to heaven each day, as he would text me every morning.
Numbers exchanged, we stood a bit awkwardly facng each other, smiling, and me blushing.
He moved towads me to hug, and I gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek, really really close to the soft lips that would bring me so mutch pleasure in the uncoming weeks, months...years maybe?
And the camera footage. I deleted it before my boss would peek at it. But I did save a frame off of it, our first touch...
(To be continued...)
I'm working in a jewelry shop, surrounded by delicate pieces of gold, and breathtaking precious stones. Silver cuffs that hold on to your writst and remind you of their presence with their cool touch, gold dangling earrings whispering in your ears as they gently stroke your neck. I love my work, not only do I sell, but make jewels too. Later on I'll describe a heavy silver neclace that became somewhat of a collar and leash for my great Pitbull...but not so fast.
Naturally, there is need for security. And this hot, clammy june day He stepped is. I've never worked a day with him before, I quickly checked him out, before letting him in, as he rang the bell of my store.
Not mutch taller than me, he wore a pale shirt, tucked neatly into more casual jeans. Poor guy, must be catching fire today, I let him in quickly to the air conditioned butique. He was bald, and shaved smooth. Wore no cologne, but he had a wonderful earthy scent. And he was...he was... I've never seen a body this perfect, except for Greek and Roman statues I adore so mutch because of art history classes.
He introduced himself, we shook hands and I showed him the workshop, so he can put his bag down. For the first part of the day we talked and worked. But then the cash register broke down. The office told be to bring it to the nearby service for repair. So we jumped in my car and rode to my usual parking lot. Frm there it was a good 15 minute walk, where he said, he's glad to be out of the store. We stroled back to my car and as we arrived back, the phone rang telling us that the cash register was repaired, ready to be taken bank to the store. Great, i laughed.
I asked him if he minded to drive this time. So he opened the door of his car, for me to elegantly get in. It was a super clean, and wonderfully sweet smeling interior, with the back windows tinted black. I already started shooting some sideways glances, sine he had to pay attention to the road, maybe he wouldn't realise if I ate him with my eyes.
When heading back to the car, the mini cash register nestled in his great big arms, we must have been a funny sight. Him, huge and gorgeous, and me next to him tiny stroling in my foaty, short summer dress. He stoped in the middle of the town square. I was deep in thoughts, and took at least two more steps before realising that my giant was not beside me. He was smiling and pointed towards the summer orchard that surrounded the square. Roses of all kinds and colors were blossoming, and a mist of water was directed above them, so millions of rainbows adorned the flowers, before setting on them, water drops as diamonds on the petals.
Whia this is almost too intimate of a sight, how come he would point this out to me, a stranger.
He led me trought the orchard and happily announced that he will now invite me for ice cream...
With our cones we continued a not so straight walk back to the car. We almost literally walked around the whole city centre. He said he enjoyed this little secret walk, as we stole the time from work.
Back in his hot car, I felt as I was a little girl, my lips so sweet from vanilla, getting sleepy from the prolonged walk. I thought to myself, what a day, how charming this Roman statue is. And at that point I never knew that this was not the end of our story. At that point I was so satisfied with my day, I was fine with the thought of this being our only few hours in life. Friendy strangers.
But, oh no. As we got back to the store, we enjoyed the cool air and the lack of customers. We talked about all things on earth. He was attentive, listening to me. And I enjoyed his wievs and calm but manly voice.
Netver did I know that when closing time came along, the cameras installed all around the store would capture something unusual for my routine.
I was bittersweet from knowing I have to say bye, and never knowing when would the company send him again to my shop to work, but also so full of the surpise of this day. I prepared to roll the bars down, when he turned to me...
Was he going to kiss me? That would be a crown on my day. But no, something even better happened, that took me by such a huge surprise...
"Would you mind me keeping in touch outside of work with you?"
Oh. I've never seen this one coming! I don't even remember how I replied exactly...
He steped a bit back, to the center of the shop as I buttoned in my number into his ancient phone. Didn't know yet, how this oldie pushbutton phone will bring me to heaven each day, as he would text me every morning.
Numbers exchanged, we stood a bit awkwardly facng each other, smiling, and me blushing.
He moved towads me to hug, and I gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek, really really close to the soft lips that would bring me so mutch pleasure in the uncoming weeks, months...years maybe?
And the camera footage. I deleted it before my boss would peek at it. But I did save a frame off of it, our first touch...
(To be continued...)
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