The charm, it seems, does not relent and though it is not something that I particularly mind coming from one so handsome, it only makes it that much more difficult to leave once our time is up.

That smooth simper, it could nearly make a grown woman blush, in fact it certainly did to me. Oh, how it was to feel like a teenager again. I cannot say that it hasn't been some time since I've been involved with a man - somewhere near to five years now honestly. My life was rocketed into overdrive as soon as I graduated and there has been hardly any easing on the brakes since. I am mostly grateful for such a successful and welcoming future at my age and yet there is the other part of me that yearns to truly live as a young adult should. I skipped out on all of the wild parties and illicit activities in my even younger years and now I partially wish that I had gone wild with rebellion for the sake of getting it out of my system. Perhaps I wouldn't be having these urges now when I should be focusing more on my career.

I had always been rather mature for my age as the years passed and so it did not come to anyone's surprise when I took early college courses and then straight on into a full-time job. It was nothing but dumb luck that I landed it was what I always believed although my parents would convince you that it was my 'outstanding personality' and 'attention to detail'. I knew how to handle myself in a professional manner very well when it came to business. And yet here this gorgeous - near stranger - was breaking me down to nothing but a blushing mess of a woman.

A light giggle permeated the space between us involuntarily as he spoke of women occupying the corner more so than a real job and when he agrees to accompany me on my walk home I feel a rush of butterflies rise within the pit of my stomach. It is only when I begin to turn toward the door do I realize that I am still clasping his hand gently and with an embarrassed expression crossing my features I quickly release as I grab my clutch and head out the door of the lounge. I begin to walk leisurely to the right in the direction of my home, hoping that our slow pace will grant me a bit more time with him before we must part ways, but I am only fooling myself to believe that it is better to draw it out so long. It is unlikely that either of us will see another again - that's how most of these things turn out right?

My head turns slightly to watch him as he speaks of the stars and instantaneously I tip my chin up to see the plethora of celestial lights dangling above us both. "You're right.. I never even noticed." Words are spoken softly in awe and yet my feet falter while I am not paying attention to where I am stepping, stumbling a bit before catching the top of a bench quite abashedly. "I can't even tell if that's my own lack of balance or the drinks now.." A laugh follows as I steady myself once again and move back into the path with Erik, one arm brazenly latching around his to ensure that I do not make a fool of myself a second time. "I hope you don't mind, I'd rather not fall on my face in front of you.." It is soft spoken and yet a small smile is written across my lips.

My mind quickly rewinds back to what he had been talking about before my goof up and I suddenly perk up. "Oh, my job, right! It's something I've always been interested in I suppose. A bit cliche to some and stressful the majority of the time, but it can be rewarding in the long run." I tilt my head so that I can see him for a moment before returning the inquiry. "And what about yourself?" It is quite surprising that the streets are so empty at this hour with the melting pot of individuals that gather here and yet relaxing it still remains for now upon our journey to home.