I was dripping wet. My hair was sticking to my face and there were spots on my glasses. “Here” he tossed me a towel which I missed. He just smiled as I bent over to pick it up. I half smiled a thanks as I started to dry my hair. When I pulled the towel off my head and started drying my glasses I glanced into the mirror and saw the shape of him behind me. I froze. I’m just blind enough that I couldn’t tell what his face looked like but I could tell he was right behind me and he wasn’t moving. The towel must have muffled the sound of his approach. He was so close I could feel his breath on my neck and his presence was pushing against my backside. I came too and scrambled to put my glasses on. He was smiling that perfect smiling and there were some droplets of water streaming down his face from his equally drenched hair. He still smelled of fresh fruit but all I could tell right now was that his eyes were locked onto mine. “Your eyes are so blue.” The one thing that I’ve always gotten compliments on was my bright blue eyes but usually people don’t notice them from the thick framed glasses.

I turned to face him and my breathing became slow and exaggerated. He slowly took my glasses off and his face came into view without the streaks from my failed attempt of drying them. Usually he smile is wide and his perfectly white teeth are bright and showing but this time he was smiling with a closed mouth and there was something very sensual about only seeing his lips. “You smell like fruit” Where those words coming out of my mouth? My mouth did move and I knew I was thinking it but I still wasn’t sure if I had said them. He smiled bigger and stepped just a bit closer. He was almost right against me. I couldn’t breathe and my body refused to move. I’m pretty sure time all together just stopped. That’s impossible I told myself. Time just doesn’t stop but I swear that I was stuck in that millisecond, no smaller than that…a billisecond? As I was contemplating that thought I noticed that his head seemed to be getting closer. My eyes grew wide and my mouth opened a little bit as his head slowly and smoothly dodged mine and went towards the nap in my neck. My eyes closed as I felt his now wet hair brush up against my cheek as he breathed in. “You smell fresh, like the rain” he whispered. I’m pretty sure that if I hadn’t been stuck in time and my body wasn’t frozen where it stood I would have fallen to the ground of shock. The next sensation I felt were his lips pressed gently onto my neck. I could breathe again and my lungs were quickly filled with the life giving oxygen and my body relaxed as his head removed itself from my neck to stare once again into my eyes.

I was panting, very much like