Clair was admiring her shoes in
the mirror when she heard the loud insistent knocking on the door. She jumped and then started over to it. His knock wasn’t quite a cop-knocking because
it wasn’t the pounding normally associated with cops, but it was only a few
notches down from that. Clair opened the
door and there stood one of the most attractive men she had ever seen. He certainly hadn’t looked this dapper when
they had first met.
Sergei stood on the other side of
the door with a single rose held against his chest, which was covered in a dark
blue linen shirt that made his ice blue eyes really pop. The slacks were also a linen it seemed and in
the same shade. His hair, which he wore
just a touch long, was combed over and parted on the side. It was such a nerd thing to do and it was one
of the cutest things Clair had ever seen.
He stood ramrod straight, almost military straight as he let his eyes
roam over her. Clean shaven, his angular
jaw line and ridiculous cheekbones were put on display framing his full lips as
he softly smiled at her, finally meeting her eyes.
“Good evening Clair.” He drawled
smoothly.
For a split second as she stared
into his eyes as he smiled down at her, his deep voice caressing her, Clair did
something she had never done before. She
went completely blank, no thought would cross her mind as she stared into his
eyes. She felt her mouth open but no
words came out. And that was when panic
had started to set in. Blinking rapidly
she stood in the door facing him as her jaw flapped without voicing anything at
all.
Sergei arched a brow at her
seemingly enjoying her display.
Mercifully he asked, “Can I come in?”
The question registered and Clair
solemnly nodded and stepped aside so he could do just that. As he passed her,
the frozen ‘deer in headlights’ feeling she had started to fade. What in the hell was that, she frantically
asked herself. I acted like a deaf mute
for a second there, he’s not that hot!! She could feel the last thought actually
being yelled in her mind. With a deep
breath and a concert smile she turned to the large man that was standing in her
living room.
“Sorry about that.” She said
briefly.
He shrugged casually. “About what,
it’s a compliment to render a woman dumb, deaf and blind for a second.” He
paused and thought about it some. “Or it’s very sad.” He frowned as he thought
about the other end of that.
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