It was a rainy morning, the sky was covered in gray, and I was on the bus dozing off. Every few minutes the bus would stop and people would come on, business people, high schoolers, old people etc. It was just a normal morning until.

“Hi” a smiling man said to me.

“Hi?” I said back in confusion.

He sat down next to me, putting his violet backpack on the ground. He had light gray eyes, pale skin, yellow hair like a dandelion, and his lips pink as a peach. Not only that, but he was handsome, as handsome that you couldn’t keep your eyes off of him.

“Hey?” He said getting my attention.

“What” I didn’t hear what he said before because my heart was beating so loud.

“I asked what major are you in? I’ve seen you around campus.”

“Oh-um criminology.”

”Ah a cop?” He asked with interest.

”Detective.” I looked away from him because I didn’t want him to see me blushing. ”and you?”

He chuckled , I saw him smile from the window reflection, it was so soft. “Fashion.”

”Designer?”

“Yeah and modeling.” He looked at me. “Ricky.” He held out his hand.

”Quin” I shook his hand, at that time my heart was beating so fast that I thought it was love

Every morning after that, he would sit right next to me on the bus and talk about random stuff. At first, it was small talk, and then we talked about our common interest. Every bus ride we got closer and closer, I couldn’t wait for the next morning to arrive, so he could sit right next to me.

“Hey.” He sat down next to me, handsome as always. “What are you doing this Friday night?” He smiled.

*”N-nothing, why?” ‘Is he going to ask me out?’ I thought.

“Well” he leaned in closer, “I got these tickets to see this movie, I was wondering if you want to come.”

I don’t know how red my face got, but I could tell it was redder than a strawberry because of how hot my face was.

“Are you ok?” He put the back of his hand on my forehead, “your face is red.”

”I’m-I’m fine.” I said fast. “I would love to come with you.”

He leaned back and rested his head on the seat. “Ok”

The rest of the bus ride, we talked about the movie that we were going to see and our college assignments.

When Friday came up, I was so excited that I was overthinking all night on Thursday, that I slept in and missed the bus. But no matter, I went to the cinema an hour earlier because of the excitement. I waited and waited for him, I don’t know how long, but the streets were empty when I gave up and left.

Saturday and Sunday went by, Monday hit, I can’t deny that I didn’t cry those days. The bus was quite, as usual people came, and people left the bus. As I sat there, my head in the clouds, staring out of the window.

”Hey, hey, hey.”

I turned and saw him, he looked exhausted, breathing hard, he had bags under his eyes, and sweat on his forehead. It looked like he was running.

“What did you become deaf over the weekend.” He sat down.

I didn’t respond and turned my head to the window.

“I’m sorry.” He sighed loudly. “I couldn’t make it to the movies, I really wanted to, but-“

”But what!” I said out loud, he could tell I was pissed with my tone.

“I had an assignment to finish that was due that night. My partner didn’t do their part, and so I had to do it before the due date. I was going to tell you on Friday on the bus, but you weren’t there. So I tried to find you on the campus, but I couldn’t find you. And I didn’t have your phone number, so-“

“It’s ok.” I smiled at him.

”Really.” He softly sighed like he was out of breath. “That’s good, we can make plans next time.”

”Yeah.”

He smiled and then put he’s head on my shoulder. “I’m so tired.” He chuckled and closed his eyes.

My heart seemed like it was going to burst, as I could see the top of his head, his long blonde eyelashes, he’s pink lips that I want to kiss so badly. A few minutes passed, I could hear his breathing slow down. I just sat there staring at his lips, I slowly got close to them with mine, every inch closer and closer. Until his and mine touched, his lips were soft, and not too dry, it was nice. And then he opened his eyes and pushed me away. His eyes were wide in shock, he stood up. I kept on saying I was sorry, and I shouldn’t have kissed you, but he wouldn’t listen to me. He took his backpack and got off the bus quickly, while I was pleading for him for his forgiveness. However, all I could do is watch him from the bus window while the bus drove away, leaving him behind.

Years passed after that incident. I graduated from college with high grades and went straight into the detective field. I distract myself in my work, trying not to look his name up on the internet. For a while it worked, I buried myself deep enough that it affected my health mentally and physically. Made me delusional, and unfocused to do my work. It got me into a lot of trouble, almost to the point that I lost my leg in the line of duty. I was hospitalized for a few weeks, I couldn’t walk for days, and got fired from my job. I had to take work in another field, protective services, however it was hard finding a job being disabled.

One morning I got an email from my agent that I was required for a job. I would have to be there at noon for the interview. I put on my best black and white suit, picked up my cane and got on a train. The building that I was told to go to was fance, with windows for walls, and the inside had floors made of marble. I made my way to the waiting room, where other people were dressed up just like me, formal and clean. I sat down and waited for an hour, watching people go in and out of the room.

“Mr. Kindle” a woman said, beckoned me into the other room.

I followed her in. The room was quite big, with a long couch in the middle of it. And windows on the far end and two chairs right next to each other. The woman hand signed to me to set on the long couch and wait for the company. Then she headed out, leaving me in the empty room to wait again.

“Who’s this?” Another woman came in, she was wearing all red pants suit, with her white hair in a bun, there was jewel all over her fingers, ears, and neck. She sat down in one of the chairs, crossed her legs and opened a folder. “Quin Kindle.”

“Yes.” I responded.

She looked me up and down and then looked at my cane beside me. She started to hmm quietly looking over my portfolio. “You were a detective for 4 years, but got into an accident that made you lose your job. Am I correct?”

“Yes.” I looked down at my right leg.

“Why did you choice to work in this field and not somewhere else?”

The only thing I could think of was this was the only company that would hire me, but that replay wouldn’t get me this job. “I still want to protect others with the best of my abilities.” I squeezed my leg.

“Mmhmm, well, thank you for coming in. I’ll look through your application and will consider you for this prostitution.”

“Thank you.” I stood up and took my cane and headed out.

I already knew I wasn’t going to get the job, so I made my way home. Through the busy streets, bumping shoulders to shoulders with people. Suddenly, I saw a poster advertising a perfume, and a man’s face in the corner of it. It was him, hair yellow like dandelions, lips color of peaches, just as I remembered it, but without the makeup on him. I stood there mesmerized staring at his eyes, 'look how far you’ve gotten', I thought.

The next day I got a call to come in and do another interview. So I got dressed and took a train again into the flooded crowd. They ushered me to the same room and I took my seat, the woman was already there with a pen and a notebook. She glanced at me, then at my cane, and then back to her writing. A few minutes passed of silence in the room.

“Thank you for coming back, Mr. Kindle.” She spoke without looking at me.

“Of course.”

“Let’s get to the point.” She closed her notebook and eyed me up and down, “You weren’t my first choice, or my choice at all.”

I nodded, and looked down.

“But here we are, you will start tomorrow doing noon and nights watching over-“

“Wait, I got the job?” I interrupted.

She paused and looked me up and down again. “Yes, that’s why you’re here.” She sighed and looked out the window, “You are eligible and somewhat experienced in the protective services. You’ll be paid quite a lot, and will stay over time most often, if that’s okay with you?”

“That is fine.”

“Alright, now the uniform.”

“Excuse me.”

She sighed again. “Yes?”

“If you didn’t choose me to bodyguard you, then who-“

“You think you’re body guarding me?” She sounded quite annoyed.

“Well yeah, with the way-“ I stopped myself from saying that she acted up tight and bossy, anyone would want her dead.

“No no no, I didn’t pick you personally, I already have my bodyguards.” She laughed a little.

“Then who will I be body guarding?”

“Hello Quin.” A voice said behind me. I turned around, and I saw him, wearing a blue suit with a violet tie, he looked elegant and charming with a soft smile. He stood there tall looking down at me with a look of relief. I thought he would look at me with disgust or shame if he ever saw me again. However, he stared at me, as I stared at him with longing. He sat down in the chair right next to the women, crossed his legs, and didn’t keep his eyes off me. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it.”

“Mr. Kindle, this is Richard Denmark, you might already know him. Famous top model and played in some of the trendy movies today.” The woman said, and then turned her head to him, “Ricky this is the guy, I hope he is to your liking.” She smiled at him and put her hand on his thigh.

“Of course.” He spoke without taking his eyes off me, “Just the one I was aiming for.”

Me sitting there confused on the matter, what is going on in this room. An elder lady frantically touching him while I bit my lip out of jealousy. He still didn’t keep his dark gray eyes off of me.

“Well isn’t that wonderful, so he will start tomorrow picking you up from the photo shoot and escort you-“

“Excuse me.” I interrupted the woman again, “What exactly is going on here?”

The woman turned to me, I could see a vain popping out of her head, she looked at him again and leaned her head close to his ear. “He is not that wise.”

He finally took his eyes off of me turning to her, putting his hands on hers, “Give him a chance.”

“Fine.” She looked back on me, “You will body guarding this man right here, sitting right next to me. He is my mistress that I am having an affair with on my CEO husband. You might have heard of him too, owns a quarter of the earth, big shot billionaire.”

“I don’t really look at social media that much.” I said quietly.

He chuckled and the woman snickered, “So I guess you don’t know me either?” She paused looking at me with annoyance, “Emily Stock, prosperous entrepreneur, before marrying my husband and now a global influencer. You know none of that?”

I shook my head.

She sighed again, “Well, I guess you will have to do your research on your own free time. Starting to tomorrow, you will be watching Richard closely. Following his every move, checking his food, observing the area for any threats etc. just makes sure he does not die or be killed. You got that?”

I glanced at him as he smiled softly at me, my face started to heat up as I moved my face away from him. “Who exactly wants to kill him.”

“My husband, of course!” She said harshly.

I made my way through the crowed streets to the area of the city I have never been down to. It was more fancy than where I live around my apartment. As my GPS on my phone tells me where to go, I found myself in another tall building, but instead this one is made out of bricks and not just windows. It had a logo on it with lights and beautiful people on the side of it, I thought it must be a popular model agency place. I went inside and the person at the desk directed me to a room. It had white walls, and camera requirement everywhere, there were people doing make-ups and others taking pictures of the models. I made my way in and found a corner by the food area to hide behind.

“Hey, you must be the new guy.” A girl walked up to me. She was wearing a black and white suit like me, and her baby blue hair tied in a ponytail. “Quin, right?” She held out her hand.

“Yes” I took it.

“Cool.” She shock my hand aggressively, “The name’s Clover, I’m the bodyguard in the mornings. Have any questions, just ask me.”

“Okay.”

“You have the schedule for today?”

“Uh yes.” I pulled out my phone and showed her, and she skimmed it.

“Hah, you have to go shopping with him. Those are always so awkward.”

“How so?”

“Well first of all you have to stay 5 feet away from him at all times. He does not like people in his business, so don’t ask him a lot of questions. A matter of fact, just don’t talk to him, he has to keep his appearance to the public, so he is basically dry to us. Make sure to take him to everywhere he wants to go, on time, and already know what’s going to happen. Never smile around him, it takes away his spotlight. And always, always make sure he has food, skinny as he is, he eats a lot.”

A lot of information at once made me sweat a little.

“Don’t worry.” She patted my back, “The best thing that can happen is he won’t even notice you, you’ll just be in the background like everyone else.”

‘Well that’s never going to happen,’ I thought, he already knows me and won’t stop staring at me from the moment that we met again.

“Um, where is he by the way?” I asked.

“Getting dressed, he’ll be out posing soon.” She ruffled through her pockets and got out a key and a card and handed it off to me, “Here are the car keys, and the room key for his hotel. Now I’m off, have fun on your first day.” She went on her way and left me alone in the corner.

For a while I stayed there still, watching people do their business, until I saw him come into the room. He was dressed in all black, a loose silk shirt, a belted down pants, a leather jacket that only reached down to his upper chest, and high heel shoes. He was stunning, looked like a fallen angel. I couldn’t keep my eye off him the whole shoot. Fortunately the photoshoot lasted a quiet awhile, he was exhausted and told me to take him to the hotel. I didn’t speak a word the entire time, I just nodded and looked away. The drive back to the hotel was awkward and silent. I walked him to his room and gave him his room key.

“Wait here.” He said and went into the room.

*I nodded and looked down. For a while I just stood there looking at the patterns on the floor. Then I heard a moan, I thought it was coming from another room, so I ignored it until I realized it was coming from his room. I tried to distract myself, but the moaning became louder and louder. I could tell it was a female's voice on how smooth and soft it was, but I couldn’t hear his voice. Furthermore, I turned to the door and noticed that it wasn’t closed all the way. ‘Did he do that on purpose?’ the thought crossed my mind. As I reached out my hand to close it, I saw him. He was on the bed shirtless, his body sweating on the old lady, he was slim all around with a little bit of chub on the stomach. His hair was brushed back showing his forehead, seeing a clear view of his eyebrows, he had more of a serious than arousement not for me though.

I started to breathe deeper, tempted to touch my crotch as it began to throb. He noticed me then and changed their position, he moved the lady on top of him and turned his head to me. All he did was stare at me while the lady went up and down on him. He smirked at me when he touched her chest. He glanced down on my crotch as I quickly covered it with my hand. He switched the position again to be on top of her, still not taking his eyes off of me, he moved faster, and her moans got louder. And then his face changed to satisfied as he got off of her after finishing and walked towards me and shot the door in my face.