I did not realise I was infatuated with him. I did not realise I was staring at him. I did not realise my action was that obvious. But fortunately like me, he did not realise it too. Because it turned out he admired me as I did to him.
"Did you buy that necklace here?" He whispered, enough to send my nerves a-tingling.
My hands automatically rested on the emerald and gold necklace on my neck. "Yes, do you like it?" I asked with a playful smirk on my face. Would he get it?
Then there it was! Him and his bewitching smile.That illegal smile that could capture thousands of willing prisoners!
"It looked good on you."
Such simple words and it was enough to send a billion butterflies to my tummy. And my hands, my naughty naughty hands - they were clearly looking for an excuse to touch him. A gentle slap out of coy, perhaps? But boy oh boy, did it hit me hard. I never realised he could make me feel like a little girl wanting to be spoilt.
