**Luke ! 🤗🤗**

I stop thrashing around and he finally let go of me, I turn around  to see who it was that was a al I talking to me. I look right Yep into his oddly familiar blue eyes, then looked at his perfectly messy brown hair, his tan skin, his muscles, oh boy he had muscles, he was the the definition of tall dark and handsome. Ugg I am so perving right now. My anger almost disappeared, but I was still plenty mad and wanting answers for why he grabbed me in such a way.
"Why did you go and grab my arm pretty boy?!" I asked kinda rudely. He smirked at me his eyes filled with amusement, and I realized that I called him pretty boy. Even though it was the truth I felt my face heat up, I was blushing.
"Pretty boy, eh?  Can't say I've ever been called that before, and I just saved your life little mouse." Then I heard honking and smelled smoke. I looked over to the side, only to see the spot where I was standing a few minutes prier was filled with people huddling around a car that crashed into a light pole, smoke coming from the hood.
"Thanks, I guess. By the way my name is Layla. I am on vacation with my brother. But I seem to have lost him." he held out his hand when I got finished introducing myself.
"My name is Lucas, but you can call me Luke. I was born and raised on the streets of New York City. Nice meeting you Lala."I shook his hand and corrected him about my name.
"Nice meten ya too, Luke, and the names Layla not lala." We dropped our hands to our sides. Luke looked like he was thinking hard, about something.
"Hey lala, I can help you find your brother. I know this city like the back of my hand. I am also really well connected with all kinds of people." I looked at him in surprise, I was so confused.  Why did this handsome stranger want to help a country bumpkin like myself?
"Now why would ya want to help me anyway, hmm?" voicing most of my thoughts. He smiled at me, god that smile! Ok this has gotta stop, he is too handsome for me!
"Well, I would do anything for a beautiful girl like you." he called me beautiful, ME beautiful! I never thought of myself as beautiful, with my pin straight light brown hair and green eyes, my small frame, and slim body. My height was below average for an 18 year old. Of course I never thought of myself as ugly either, but never pretty or beautiful or anything really. I was just... well... plain.
"Um...well...ah..." I just know my face is as red as a tomato.
"Ha, no way! You've never been called beautiful before? Well I promise you I was not lying." then he started getting closer to me. My face was getting more and more red.
"What.. what are you doing?!?!?!" He puts his hand on the wall behind me, his other hand goes into my pocket.
"No need to get flustered, something just... caught my attention." He pulled something out of my pocket and moved a step closer to me, one move and we would have been kissing.