The next day I decided to play stalker and go to the exact same restaurant and lounge he was going to. I made an effort to look effortless; messy ponytail , statement earrings and less of everything else
I didn’t tell any of the girls my plan of attaining Mr sexy afraid to jinx it . And I hoped as hell that he’d notice me this once.
Our table was perfectly in the middle but I didn’t spot him or his friends. Where the hell was he? My heart was beginning to feel heavy with disappointment when My eyes finally landed on the bar ; where he was. With a girl.
With a girl!
A gorgeous model like brunette with legs for days. “ tikfoon shofaw the kuwaiti guy over there ma3aah wa7da ajnabya wai moo layeg” I say to the whole group.
“ I know who that is , egoloon he only dates foreign girls malat”
“ what?” Nooooooo
“ yes ma3roof madry shlaagi feehom, 7ta he dated that famous brazillian model”
And suddenly when I took a huge bite of bread, smudging my carefully applied lip stain, he decided to look my way and lock eyes...