He was pretty cute. The bus was packed and he was standing right next to me, while I sat in my seat, my murse clutched tightly to my chest. I was basically at his crotch level. And those jeans he had on. They looked really great on him. Mmm.
Then, it happened. His foot. Touched mine. It sent a bolt of electricity up my leg and right into my heart.
He was a bit on the young side, but old enough to be legal. This bus was headed to the local college after all. Nice strong looking hands that held on tight to the metal bar in front of me to keep from falling over with every lurch of the bus.
I tried to press my foot closer to his from inside my shoe. Can't he feel my toes squiggling around trying to get his attention??
Then, with a DING!, it was over, as half the bus unloaded and got off at the college stop, including my morning boyfriend. Until tomororw, my love, until tomorrow...