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Mystery Man (original version)

Mystery Man

His curious eyes followed me across the room, like an eagle stalking its prey. He had this well groomed look about him, his neat slicked back hair, pressed suit, clean shoes and his slight smile. This man who was he, I had never seen him before. He looked like he was taken right out of a James Bond movie. He came across as having a cool and collected attitude. Still the greatest mystery remained, who was he?
He kept to himself, sitting up at the bar having a few drinks. At the same time he was looking out over the room, scanning everything that went on. Not once did I see him make eye contact with anyone, or did he notice that I had been watching him the whole time. Glancing back and forward, those dark deep eyes shifting constantly.
Eyes so deep, you were drawn into to his very being. You could get lost in them they were that deep. They just catch you mid glance, almost like he wanted you to be looking into them. He continued sitting at the bar, glancing around the crowded pub curiously as if he was looking for someone. This time his glance was interrupted, not by anyone else in the room, he was looking right at me. I avoided making eye contact with him, but it was so hard to take my eyes off him. It was something about those eyes of his, they were such deep dark brown captivating eyes.
I was so consumed by his very existence that I failed to notice that he was now up off his chair and was making his way across the crowded pub. Chatting to people on his way over, keeping it cool. I try my hardest to ignore him. Those eyes locked onto mine and there was no hope I couldn’t shift my gaze. All I wanted to do was shift my gaze, loss that unbreakable connection.
Why would he be coming over to me of all people? I don’t even know who this James Bond look-a-like is. I had never seen him before in my life, so why now? Not many people noticed him, but there was this little something about him that caught my attention and held it ever so tight. When I looked at him something inside me made me want to hide and not be seen.
There was clearly no way of escaping his captivating brown eyes. His eyes were locked onto me like an eagle with its prey, no escape. I felt like a spot light was on me, like I was the only one in the room. I knew there had to be some reason for him to be coming over to me. Had someone dared him to talk to me? I mean I was nothing special just another girl in a bar having a drink.
The eagle didn’t stop his hunting for anyone and I mean anyone, it was as if I was the only one in the room. He had a calmness about him so cool and collected nothing that could put him off course. Not even another girl, I was his prey and he was the eagle.

Mystery Man (original version)


Sydney, Australia

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bond james

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