I look up and around to take in the place, but the moment I do, my eyes land on the one person that I can’t get out of my mind. I see her before she sees me and I take the time to really look at her. 
 
She has her head down with her vibrant red hair falling around her. She is reading a book and has glasses on which I haven’t seen her wear before and she gives off a smart, studious demeanor. She is sitting in a booth at the back corner of the shop. As if she senses someone watching her she looks up and we immediately make eye contact.
 
Her lips part in surprise and the look on her face is one for my memory bank and I pull on every inch of self control I have not to strut over to her and grab her by the neck and pull her to me. All I want is to devour her and make her mine and my cock throbs in my pants at the thought.
 
Keeping my eyes on her I watch her like she is my prey and I walk over slowly, smiling but with a glint of desire in my eyes that I know that she can see. Our eyes don’t leave each other, as I stop, mere inches in front of her and she places her open book face down on the table so as not to lose her page. 
 
I am looking down at her now, and she is looking up at me, her elegant neck on full display and I get a visual of what she would look like on her knees for me and I gulp at the image of it.