Back and Forth

The only one who didn’t freeze was the Barbie. She looked at us from over her sunglasses, raising her eyebrows like asking what was wrong with us that we didn’t jump out of the elevator to let her in. I couldn’t help X-raying her. Fake blonde, surgery boobs sort of contained in a top so low cut, it went down almost to her navel, elastic jeans so tight they looked like body-painting and ten-foot high heels.

Don’t ask me how my brain works. Already told you it’s a little weird.

It may have lasted two heartbeats, maybe three. Looking her up and down was like a splash of cold water on my face. My heart stopped racing and my cheeks didn’t burn anymore. That was no rival. That was his usual fit. I’d been a one-off, and proudly so.

I faced him with a quick smile, praying it wouldn’t ooze all the sarcasm I was dying to show. He was still frozen with a mild frown on me, shadowing those beautiful blue eyes. I could see his p