When he leans back on the armchair and his deep colored eyes shoot across the room to gaze into mine... When he smiles that mysterious boyish smile, holding the door open for me to pass by...
And when he puts both arms on either side of my head to protect me from the crowd on the bus, with his strong chest bumping gently agaisnt mine, his warm breath tickling my ear and that earthy scent of his filling my senses...
I get very, very excited.
Viva for the well bred gentleman! Watch out for the diguised Don Juan.
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