It didn’t make any sense for me to find her attractive. She was nothing like the girls I usually fucked around with. I liked curves. I loved tits. And I was a sucker for a big ass. She had none of the above. But she had legs. And hair. And a smile. And those fucking midnight blue eyes—which I didn’t think was a good enough word to describe the color. They should have been called soul blue because they were deep as fuck and sucked a person right in… And then she went and dropped her books.
