I am met with a strong pair of hands, wrapping around my waist.
I finally, get the courage to speak. I say thank you, I will try to be more careful next time.
As I try to squirm out of his hold, he tightens his grip on me. What is the hurry he asked me?
Umm. I try to talk, but I start to stutter instead!
What the hell is wrong with me, why can't I speak?
I have never stuttered before! Like WTF is wrong with me!!!
He let me go finally and lets out a little chuckle.
He says my name is Beau, Beau James Peterson.
Oh for crying out loud, she says. He looks at her, as he is trying to figure out what is going on. Then she smiled at him and said I'm sorry, it's nothing.
But I'm late, I do need to go. It was nice meeting you, Beau James Peterson...
She ran away as fast as she could, h
