One Good Thing

I made a hot guy stutter. I was out earlier today, doing some shopping. Checking up on some shoes I ordered. The salesman was this hot very masculine fellow. Five o'clock shadow that was clearly not meant to be a fashion choice, deep voice. You know. The total college jock type. Pretty blue eyes too. He was all "I'm a man and you're a man and such is where our connection ends." Straight guys nod at one another if they don't know each other well. They nod and say boring things. I wasn't having it. I flashed my smile and his face lit up. After that, we were best buds. When it came time for me to check out, he handed me the bag and I gave him a big smile and lingered as I looked into his eyes. And he didn't look away. He smiled and sweetly stuttered something about me coming back. Awe. I will, cutie. I will.