Jenny decided to walk to the Post Office to pick up the package her co-workers claimed was waiting for her. However, when she got there the handsome clerk was unable to find the parcel, but he did find her heart.
He had a long stride and an athletic build. He had broad shoulders and was agile as he twisted and turned looking into carts and bins. He must have known that he had an audience because with the next package he picked up his movements were all embellished, he looked at the label, shook the box, scrunched up his eyebrows, shook his head and gave me a wink. My heart flipped over. Oh no. This one was way too cute. I couldn't help but return his smile.
"I don't see it." He had a deep voice that I suspected would sound sensual if he were whispering. "If you like I could continue to look."
I'd like nothing more than to watch him move, bending over, flexing his muscles, my cheeks flushed. I was beginning to act like my co-workers. I had heard that pets began to resemble their owners and now I was mutating into my co-workers. I was shamelessly gawking at a man.