I saw him looking through the crowd trying to make eye contact but I look away before our eyes meet. I turn my head to the opposite way as I focus on changing the song on my iPod.
"Excuse me, do you have a minute?"
I turn to face him but masking my smile. He was wearing a fitted pair of true religion light colored denim jeans, shades of blue LRG button down shirt with a pair of azure blue air force ones and he smelled like fresh laundry out of the dryer.
"Depends"
"On what might I ask?"
"On what you have to say" I say smiling
"Well, I couldn't help but to come over and introduce myself. I'm Marco." He extended his hand to shake my mine.
"Nice to meet you, Im Ashley."
"So Ash, where are you on your way to, looking gorgeous?" he smiled flashing a dimple.
I was wearing a strapless little black dress, with gold embellished stilettos. I thought I looked good but I loved his compliment.
"Thank you, I'm on my way to a surprise party for a good friend of mi. . ."
"Mommy is this our stop?"
I glanced at Marco's face to see if his expression had changed, it didn't.
"Not yet, DJ, we have three more stops."
"Thats your son?" Marco said in a lower tone moving out of DJ's line of sight.
"Yes, what gave it away?" I said laughing
"Funny! Well son and all, I would love to see you again and get to know you Ash."
"Seems like you know me enough, abbreviating my name and all. But seriously sure you can get to know me."
"I know I'm asking for a lot but would it be possible for me to see you tonight?"
I know I was taking a big risk but since I would be surrounded by my friends I didn't see any harm in inviting him.
"Hmm if you can change into something more fitting for a formal engagement then you are welcomed to join us."
I reached into my bag and gave him my invitation, it had all the information he would need to reach the party and me.
"Oh no doubt, I'll even throw on some shoes for you." He smiled and I melted
"Haha very funny." My stop was approaching, "So I'll see you later?"
"Definitely! I look forward to it."
"DJ, wake up this is our stop" I said bending down to pick up my son.
As I got off the train I tried my best not to look back but I couldn't help it. Marco winked as I waved, damn this was already starting out to be a good night.
Who would had ever thought that my magical meeting of Marco would end with him dead on the living room floor? This is my story. . . or at least, the version Ive rehearsed.
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