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Soul Mate

When I entered the club I wasn’t really looking for anyone. But then I laid eyes on Sherrod, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. A light seemed to shine only on him. It seemed as if the packed dance floor was all of sudden empty and it was just he and I in the club. My eyes followed him until my friend grabbed my arm to get my attention. When I looked up Sherrod was gone. When my friend and I made our way to the second floor of the club, there he was standing right in front of me.

He stood about six feet even. I could see that he was medium built and very attractive. When he turned around I wanted to melt. He had the most sexiest mesmerizing brown bedroom eyes. His strong cheekbones went with his oval shaped face. I could tell not only was his hair cut low underneath his cap but it was freshly cut. His jeans were loosely fit, and his jacket covered the polo shirt that he was wearing. On his feet he had on a new pair of Timberland boots.

He took me off guard with the move he made. He extended his hand out to me and introduced himself. “Hi my name is Sherrod.” His voice wasn’t that deep but it was manly yet it made me feel protected.

“Hi I’m Ananda, nice to meet you.” As we shook hands I didn’t want to let his hand go. His hands were soft with no calluses yet they were manly. He also had clean nails. This was the first guy that I ever met in a club that wasn’t rude and wasn’t making sexual advances towards me.

“I saw you when you walked in and I’m glad that we were able to talk.”

“Me too.” I said as I was blushing.

“Excuse me for a second.” As he headed to the bar I noticed that he walked like a basketball player. He had a little bop to his walk yet at the same time it was laid back. He returned with pen and paper. He wrote down his number and I wrote down mine. “I hope that you call me, I would love to get to know you a little better.” After he said that I knew for a fact that I was in love.

At the end of the night as my friend and I were leaving the club some guy came up to me and tried to talk to me. Before I could even say anything, Sherrod came from somewhere and told the guy that I wasn’t interested. He then walked my friend and I outside flagged a cab for us and paid the driver. That’s when I knew I had just met my soul mate.

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