My drug
And then I saw him, my heart beating against my rib cage just like it did when I was eighteen. I was frozen i was stuck, my eyes lingered on him as he talked to one of my coworkers. He still looked magnificent but more mature then he did when he was nineteen. His brown fluffy hair was more tamed and presentable but still sexy. How he looked in that suit it was like drugs for my eyes, I was addicted. And the I remember all the pain he caused and the heart ache my smile then turned into a scowl, my eyes starting to redden. I still can't move, I think I'm in shock. He then laughed at a joke and flung his head back. He looked gorgeous. 'Stop it brain i thought'. Then he looked at me and our eyes connected. His eyes showing shock, happiness and guilt? I held the look until I turned my back and walked to the elevator.…