He stands behind the car staring across the street. There she is. After all this time. Finally. Right in front of him sitting there. So beautiful. So elegant if only in her jeans. She makes it look so stunning. She looks around and he watches. What will she think. Will she think of him the same.way that he sees her now. He stays behind the car watching until he can no longer stand the gnawing feeling in his guts. He starts toward her as she turns to him.
She rises out of her chair and sees him out.of the corner of her eye. He is beautiful. Big and muscled. Tattoes and sunglasses. Shorts and a t shirt. Old chuck taylor black shoes. She is immediately aroused. She slowly moves toward him as he crowds the street.
He sees her for the first time it seems. Tiny little thing. She walks with grace. Smiling at him as they come.closer to each other. He tries.to think what he should say. Something cool. Something funny. Anything. Her beauty stuns him. He loses his ability to think clearly. A few feet from her he can smell the scent of her. The anxiety almost overwhelms him until she is inches away. She reached up at him and he is suddenly awake. Alert. Alive. He pulls her close as their lips touch and then part. Searching with vigor. He pulls her tighter and reaches under her and picks her up by her legs. Wrapping them around him. She holds his neck tight and opens her eyes to see him as she kisses him deeply. They stay locked around each other for eternity. In the middle of the road. Entwined. Engaged. The anticipation turns to passion and a fury for each other.