She stood there, smiling and trying to act like she was interested in what the guy in the green shirt was saying when he walked by. Their eyes met and she caught the tantalizing scent of his aftershave. She had noticed him the moment he entered the room. His spiky blond hair, strong, square jawline, piercing blue eyes, flaring nostrils and amazing looking lips made her head spin. Underneath the navy blue silk shirt she could see his bulging muscles and body. He looked away and her eyes followed him to see where he was going. She saw him head over to the bar and sit down on one of the stools, leaning over and resting those massive arms on the counter.
She turned to the guy in the green shirt who hadn’t missed a beat and was still talking about the latest in technology and smiling sweetly, she said, “Excuse me, I just spotted someone I know.” She walked away.
She headed straight for the bar, her heart beating faster with each step. She went and stood right next to him. When she turned her head, he was looking at her and she could see from the expression on his face that he liked what he saw. She knew she looked good in the off the shoulder black dress. This close, he was even more devastating and she couldn’t seem to catch her breath. Her stomach was doing bizarre things. “Where’s the guy I saw you with?” he asked.
“I ditched him,” she admitted and saw his eyebrows arch. “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. He seemed like a nice guy but I just wasn’t interested and rather than stringing him along, I excused myself and here I am.”
“His loss,” he remarked. “May I buy you a drink?”
“Sure. What are you having?”
“A Blood Orange Punch.”
“Hmmm. Sounds interesting. Does it have alcohol in it, though?”
He shook his head. “No.”
She slid onto the stool beside him. “I’ll have one, then. Thank you.”
After he ordered the drinks, he held out his hand. “Nils.”
“Corinne.” When their fingers touched, she felt a spark that rendered her a little breathless. She was happy to note that he wasn’t wearing a wedding band. “Nils. That’s a Swedish name, isn’t it?”
He nodded with a smile. “Yes. I was born in Sweden but moved here with my parents when I was five. What about you?”
“My parents are from Nigeria but I was born here.”
“You know you’re easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting?”
She lowered her eyes, feeling self-conscious. “And you’re the hottest guy I’ve ever seen.”
His eyes darkened. “After we’re done here, I’d like to take you back to my place and…”
She laughed, her pulse racing as their eyes met. “Do you usually work this fast?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No, not usually but then I never met a woman like you before. While I’m sitting here talking to you, all I can think about is how good you would look in my bed.”
“All right. Let’s finish our drinks and then leave.” She had never done this before and it was both terrifying and thrilling.
They talked some more as they drank the Blood Orange Punch. As soon as both glasses were empty, they bade Michelle, their hostess, goodnight and left. Michelle watched them go, a smile on her face. Good for you, Corinne, she thought to herself.
A short ride in his Ferrari brought them to his flat which overlooked the Thames River. As soon as he closed the door and locked it, she was in his arms and his lips were ravaging hers. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck as she responded wildly to his kisses. And then, he swept her off her feet and carried her to his bedroom.
The next morning when she came out of the bathroom, he was lying on his stomach, completely uncovered and she felt her body respond. “I should go,” she said, although she didn’t want to.
“Stay and have breakfast with me,” he suggested.
“All right.” Her heart lurched when he climbed out of the bed and walked over to her.
“Let’s make it a late breakfast,” he murmured as he pulled her into his arms.
They ended up having a very late breakfast and many more breakfasts after that. In a couple of months, they were engaged and then in the following Spring they got married. Michelle was her maid of honor.
Corinne never imagined that when she went to Michelle’s launch party, she would meet her soulmate. A smile touched her lips as she remembered the quote,When your eyes met mine, my soul pointed at you and whispered to my heart, “Him..” Yes, Nils was definitely her soulmate. She squealed now as he picked her up and ran towards the foamy waters as they licked the white sandy beach of Bora Bora.