Dr. Penina Ross
A tall drink of
water walked out onto the stoop.
My brow furrowed
and released as my gaze locked in on him. The more I advanced, the harder it
was to look away. I’d never seen the guy before. All tenants in the building
worked at the hospital in some capacity, so I’d seen just about everyone before
but never him. I was drawn to his strong posture the most. Truly confident men
always turned me on. I watched as he shook a cigarette out of a package, put
the stick in his mouth, and lit it.
Our eyes met. At
first, his glance was fleeting, but then he did a double take. I was breathless
as his eyes roamed my face. My cheeks felt hot, and I nervously shifted my bag
from one shoulder to the other. Why is he
watching me that way? I waited for his gaze to release me, but the closer I
got, the tighter it held me. I couldn’t look away from him either.
As I closed the
gap between us, his looks took my breath away. He was unusually handsome. I
wasn’t well versed in male celebrities since I barely had time to watch TV and
couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen a movie, but I was certain that if he
were an actor, his pale-blue eyes and sharp features would’ve made him a sex
Then I finished
walking up the three steps that led to the entrance.
“Hi,” I said past
my tight throat.
made my fingers jerky as I punched in my code. The guy still hadn’t responded,
although he had finally taken his eyes off me. He took another draw on his cigarette
then smashed it out on a nearby planter.
The lock buzzed.
He still hadn’t replied to my greeting, and I wished I could take it back.
“What an ass,” I
muttered as I opened the door, determined to avoid the opposite sex forever or
perhaps at least until men became better at being nicer and not picking my
friends to fuck.
“Hello,” he said
faintly just before I closed the door behind me.