The things we do for handsome faces..

I arrived at the booking office so early. My bus was leaving at 11:00, and 8:00 found me seated waiting. I was restless.

Well at about 10:00 one of the bus staff approached to inform me that the 11:00 bus had been cancelled, so she was to fix in one of the early busses. And the available one was the 10:00 bus, almost last seat.

I was furious. But accepted nevertheless. What was I to do? And so I boarded the bus.

After pushing and heaving with my luggage to the back of the bus, only to find someone already on the seat I was to occupy,  I was almost exploding with anger.

I mentally prepared for a fight... and nudged his shoulder.

Instead, he looked up, beautifully smiled and asked

'Forty-one?'

I looked at his face. A young man,  maybe in his early to mid twenties. Beautiful eyes and lips. Symetrically perfect face and chiselled cheek bones. Handsome.

I could not help but smile.., my killer smile,

'Yes' I replied.

'Sorry,  I am leaving. Just a minute'

'No, take your time. No problem.' I quickly replied, surprising myself.

After waiting for about five minutes, I tapped his arm.

'Which is your seat again?' I asked.

'Forty-six, The last row' he answered.  Smiling wickedly. 

'Okay, I will take your seat' I said. Smiling back.

Okay was all he said.

' Okay' I answered.  Thrilled and mad at my self.

I settled down, heaved a sigh of relief and prepared for a very bumpy ride.

The things we do for handsome faces. Nkt! !

On the bright side, he kept checking on me to see if i was ok, and giving me those wicked smiles for the next eight hours of the journey.

And through it all, i could not help but steal glances once in a while, and giggling to myself.

It was worth it after all. :-)

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