My head or my heart

I had walked into the community bookshop with my girlfriend, Emma. We have been friends for years, since our last year in elementary school. We attended the same middle school and high school ever since Emma's family had moved to Kansas.

"Jaz,Jaz!"" Emma called me. "You've began daydreaming again". I scratched my head. I had always been a daydreamer. Emma said it was because I was a Sagittarius. " Sorry" I answered her. We were supposed to get a book for our bookworm friend, Kyle. Emma wanted to give it to him when he returned to school for final year and she decided to bring me along. I knew I was wasting my time,lazying around while she worked but Emma loved to work. I prefer to relax while sipping this Starbucks coffee in my hand.

Being the 'Lady Perfectionist' as I liked to call her, she found the book she was looking for, bought it and also added other relevant material. As she didn't take too long, I let her be. Soon enough, we were walking out of the bookshop, a bounce in our steps.

Leaving the store, we parted ways. She went to her dorm while I went home but of course, she didn't leave me without her warnings, "Make sure to take care of yourself, okay?" and "Don't let anyone bully you. If they do tell me, yes?". I'll always answer the usual "Yes, ma'am".

My adoptive family had moved from Kansas to Boston when I got admitted into Boston university. They were overly protective of me. Intact, apart from Emma, I had no other friend. I was still thinking when I hit something or someone. I had almost walked into a street light of it weren't for the hand in between the lamp and my forehead. That hand belonged tova gorgeous entity of a man. Standing tall at six feet two inches, this dude had black raven hair, deep black eyes that were capable of hypnosis and a calming aura that entices one to draw close to him, putting you at ease without realising it.

Yes, I was officially charmed by this classic piece of heavenly beauty. I was wide eyed with an open mouth, staring at him like a fool, until he cleared his throat, breaking the spell.

" You should watch where you are going" the melodious baritone voice said. Ah! His voice alone was enough to make me shiver. I was officially love struck. Seeing that i made no effort to move, he began to walk away. Every emergency bell in my head began to ring as I made an effort to grab him. I couldn't let this gift that the creator bestowed onto me go just like that. Never. After grabbing his arm, he turned to me. Now, seeing him up close, I was tongue tied. What kind of problem was this. My mind wants to do or say something but my body refuses to follow my will. It was so unlike me.

A minute passed before I blurted out "What kind of spell did you cast on me?". Okay, that came out wrong. It wasn't what I intended to say but why did it sound like a love confession. Oh well, looks like my heart is in charge this time instead of my head. When he leaned in, I felt like my heart was about to burst out of my chest and I swallowed hard.

" Daz". He whispered and walked away. "Daz" "Daz", I kept repeating in my head. Was it some kind of code or secret language. Why couldn't he just give me his number ? I continued to think about it until I got home.

As usual, no one was home. On a normal day, I would have been sulking, bored to death but today was no normal day it was the day I met my Daddy Là Hot. My Daz. Finally, it clicked. His be was Daz. I said it out loud and it sounded beautifully and I smiled.

Later that night, Emma called. It was our usual routine. I was so excited that I talked to her all night long, telling her about the hot guy I met on the road. She called me crazy when I told her he was my mate and we were destined to be together. Seems like life just got better