She was there, drinking her coffee. She turned her head towards him and looked at his direction. He smiled at her. Shale was smitten. She could not stop looking at him. She looked at his features and drank him in - his muscles portruded in all the right places, his jaw chiseled, his lips a bit wet, his nose towering on his face , and his eyes doing the same examination of her. She gasped and looked down, batted her eyelas...