She walked in grace; her steps light and her hair blew like ropes of gold in the wind.
Daisies, lilies and roses framed her forehead as her smile illuminated the street.
Her eyes sparkled in anticipation as she fixed her gaze to him; standing behind the counter hard at work.
His tanned arm lifted and her breath caught as strong fingers raked through thick black hair.
Their eyes met and he smiled. Again she felt air escape her lungs as her heart beat wildly in her chest.
He moved around the counter and walked slowly but defiantly towards her before extending his gift to her.
“A fine treat for a fine lady” he stated.
“Thank you” she smiled up at him before accepting the creamy offering of chocolate and hazelnut.
Her fingers brushed his and sparks ignited.