Blakes Point Of View
I have never been so pleased to see the back of my shift. I'd worked by myself all day and usually I'd be exhausted but I was so keyed up I didn't think I was going to sleep for a week, and it was all down to the blonde bombshell that had walked into my place a few hours ago.
Where had she come from? This place was so small everyone knew everyone, but I'd never set eyes on her. She, on the other hand, looked at me like she knew me.
When she got up to leave this evening I had to get out of her space, or I don't know what I would have done. Kissed her probably, in a way that I hadn't kissed anyone for a good year or so of my life. The more I looked at her the more she drove me crazy, and the more she looked at me the more I seemed to lose my self control. Tho
