I’ve been in this dratted shop far too long.
I hate shopping at the best of times. Thank goodness someone invented online ordering and home delivery.
But apparently the present my niece so desperately wants for her birthday next week is a ‘flagship store only’ exclusive. So here I am, doing battle with the screaming hoards of Oxford Street on a Saturday morning.
And I am definitely losing.
Still, it has resulted in one bright moment. The woman in the haberdashery department.
I smile at the memory.
It was pure luck that I’d got totally lost trying to find my way round this retail labyrinth and momentarily distracted by a head of the most striking auburn curls I’d ever seen, their siren call drawing me towards the woman up the stepladder.
Just in time for her to fall right into my arms.
Honestly, I’ve never really been one for fairy tales or love at first sight, but something jolted through me in that split second when she turned round and looked up at me with sparkling, emerald green eyes, that I think may have shifted the entire axis of my universe.
Now, having finally completed by shopping mission, I’m retracing my steps in the hope of seeing her again.
Ridiculous, I know.
I’m not the kind of guy to go chasing after random women. In fact, life has been so busy the last few months it’s been a relief to be able to avoid the whole dating scene.
But something...