What do you like about him?
She glanced at him; he whispered ‘everything’ with a mischievous smile.
‘He’s right’, she uttered in the most graceful manner, ‘everything ’, she then gave him an affectionate glare.
What do you like about her?
She looked at him, anticipating the answer,
He took his time, arranging the right sentence in his head,
‘She’s obviously pretty’
‘That is all you can come up with?’
Att was having coffee at an outdoor café in Madrid. She and her friend came and sat at a table adjacent to him. Att stared at the beauty, in his head he recalled he had never seen any women who is more beautiful. He quickly looked away when she looked at his direction.
She was waiting for her boyfriend at an outdoor café somewhere in Madrid. She was accompanied by a friend. She took a seat adjacent to an Asian guy who she thought was quite good looking. Tall, muscular built and possessed a very nice hair style. She pretended not to look his way but somehow, she could not resist the temptation, she gave quite a long stare while waiting for her boyfriend.
At one moment, he caught her looking at him; he gave a polite nod and smiled. She smiled while stroking her hair to the back. The friend noticed the sudden change of behaviour of the girl; the friend gave a little peek to the back.
‘He’s a nine’
‘Ten’ she smiled gleefully.
‘Do you have a crush on that guy?’
‘What?! He’s fine’
Att stood up and walked to the counter for tissue. Her eyes tailed his every move; she was definitely hooked by him. A guy came kissing her. Att gave a glance to them and smiled.
About a second later Natalie came towards Att. He stood up, ready to walk off. He took the bags from Natalie and carried them for her, Natalie reached for Att’s hand and they walked side by side leaving the café.
The friend gave a look at her. She raised her eyebrow indicating ‘oh well’.
‘Why are you guys looking at each other like that?’ the boyfriend asked.
‘Sister’s code, things you don’t need to know’ the friend replied.
‘Whatever’ he could not and did not want to be bothered.
‘Hey, so where are we going today?’ she found comfort in his boyfriend.
‘This is so nice’ they were looking at a men’s watch in a luxury antique store in Madrid.
‘Which one would he prefer?’ she asked the friend.
‘I’m guessing the pricier one’ the friend answered.
Att suddenly appeared at the counter; he came from the workshop which was linked by a door near the counter.
Att smiled at both of the ladies. They stared at one another and laughed. Att was confused.
‘You are a man of impeccable style, which one would you choose?’ the friend asked him.
‘This is a classic, army watch, precision was key, built in the 18th century, handmade, one authentic piece in the whole world, you can find no imitations similar to this, this original watch is of impeccable quality. This one on the other hand is one of the earliest Breitling watches, modern but yet very classic, made to suit the rich and wealthy, this aviation inspired watch was once the most expensive piece in its era’
‘I like your watch’
‘This, it was passed by a about five generation, being auctioned off for a very handsome price to an aristocrat, he gave it to his loyal servant, but after the death of the aristocrat, he was unemployed so he decided to pawn the watch for an unfit price which was very low for what it is worth. My granddad got lucky’ he showed them the watch.
‘Which one should we take?’ she asked him.
‘Personally, I love old, vintage, and original. I’ll pick this one, but if you are brand conscious, this Breitling original would suit you and of course it is of greater exchange value’
‘This’ they chose the one that he picked.
‘We love your personal style, that’s why’ the friend said. He smiled.
Att took the watch, put in a box and accept a credit card.
‘You own this place?’ the friend was excited to know.
‘Part of it, where are you ladies from?’
‘France, great city, great women’ He passed the bag to her whilst stealing a glance towards the girl.
‘He’s one lucky chap’
‘Thanks’ they left the store.
‘Did you see the look he gave me?’ she asked as soon as they got out from the store, the friend smiled.
‘He is so cute!’
‘Ask him out!’
‘Don’t be crazy, but he’s super hot!’
At a social event
Att spotted one of his good guy friend, Andres, at the gala. Andres came with her who happened to be his sister. Att wasn’t aware about that and so was she. He smiled to Andres, she however thought as they had briefly known one another the smile was directed towards her, she in return smiled too. Att walked towards them. She walked too. Att came and hugged Andres. She finally realized her mistake.
‘Dude!’ Andres addressed him.
‘Glad you are here! I am just getting bored’
Att smiled to her. He noticed her from the beginning and realized she was embarrassed out of that situation.
‘Hey this is my sister’
‘Sister? Impeccable’ he said it with a funny mimic on his face, she laughed.
‘Am I missing something here?’
‘She went to the store in Madrid and I happened to be her host’
‘Did you? He’s my best bud, the architect guy I was talking about’
‘He’s the architect? ‘
‘Oh wow, I really love your work’
‘Thanks, I love it too’
The trio talked and they had fun knowing one another.
The next day they went to shop together. It happened that there were a lot of photographers capturing their every move. She browsed for shoes.
‘I am getting into a lot of trouble’
‘My girlfriend’ He grinned.
‘I have a boyfriend as well, mister’
‘And you don’t seem to be bothered’
She gave him a peck on the cheek for the camera.
‘Now, she’s going to break up with you’ Att chuckled.
‘Good job, now it’ll take more than diamonds to win her back’
They had fun shopping together.
Att decided to call her.
‘Yes, how can I help you?’ her voice was soothing, he chuckled.
‘Thought you should go out with me, again’
‘And why is that?’
‘Hmm, I’m heading to an island, there’s something I really want to show you’
‘Island that sounds fun’
‘Yea, I’ll pick you up around three?’
‘Ok, don’t be late’
‘Bye’ she then hung up the phone.
Both smiled after the phone call was over.
Att came in a new Aston Martin; he passed through the security and drove to the entrance of the huge mansion. Att waited while leaning on his car, she came out and looked at his car; she walked up to him while impersonating his girlfriend. She played the part by walking like a model, being too confident and acting like a perfect snob who could not care less of anyone but herself. Att laughed so hard.
‘Is that your alter ego?’
‘That’s your girlfriend, silly’ Att finally get the joke he laughed even harder.
‘I have a fabulous guy, fabulous life, and fabulous me. Oh, and I am so pretty!’ he chuckled.
‘You’ve gotten too deep into her soul’
‘Don’t laugh, you love that, right?’
‘She’s… (he took a long pause)…pretty’
Att opened the car door for her. She smiled and got into the car.
He drove off to a private hangar. They got into a private jet and flew off to Cave Cay, Bahamas.
‘Welcome to my humble sanctuary’
‘This is so cool, you are an awesome man’
‘You really mean that?’ Att was staring right into her eyes, she looked away.
‘Maybe’ Att laughed.
They walked to the pool; she undressed herself and jumped into the pool in her bikini. Att quickly opened his shirt and somersaulted into the pool. Att dived into the water and grab her by the legs; he lifted her by his shoulder. They fooled around like little children in the pool. She started punching and pushing him to the curb, Att tried to defend himself by grappling her in his arm, she was trapped and they shared a moment in close proximity. Att took a chance and kissed her, she didn’t try to run instead she kissed him back. He then stared at her, she smiled and walked off the pool. Att tailed her from the back, he smiled foolishly.