His breath caught in his throat as he watched her walk by. His eyes followed her form taking in the way she moved with such purpose but her smile was carefree. The blue dress hugged her curves just the right way and it made his thoughts wander to dangerous places.
It was amazing how this little slip of a woman had captivated him so completely. She could even break his attention from his task at hand so he had to ignore her siren call throughout the day but he had to talk to her before the weekend. He needed to hear her laugh, see her smile and possibly feel her skin.
She was the reddest apple in the garden, the most tempting among the forbidden fruits, and I didn't need the serpent to convince me to bite her.
The quote rolled through his mind and he sighed. She was forbidden. He should just walk away now and not entangle himself any further in her sweetness. But how could he when she walked towards him as she is now, her smile widening when she saw him standing there.
A beacon of beauty.
A soul that reverberated with his own.
A delicious apple that he just had to bite.
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