The Perfect Random Date.. How he Did it — Part 1
He ran in front of me and stopped me dead from taking another foot forward without looking him right in the eye.
He knew what he was doing.
His face was so close to mine.
There’s no way my attention could go anywhere but towards him on the Vegas Strip.
He said, “are you Hungarian?”
I laughed and responded, “nope.”
He said, “Latino.”
I responded, “just an American girl, but I am an alien from the cosmos