First message
Our eyes meet as soon as I enter the shop, and I look away to signal that I hadn’t meant to lock eyes with him. After a moment, I glance back to get a better look at him and see that he’s still looking at me, with a cheeky grin now at catching me looking back. The clerk calls his attention to place his order. Once he tells the clerk his order, he decisively comes to stand beside me. I came over here to flirt with you, but now I’m distracted, doll. Why do you smell so good?