Get interrupted...

"Hey there, you dropped this," A young blonde man said with a smile, his eyes shine at you with a look of mischief and yet familiarity.

You turn and stretch your hand, accepting what he is handing to you, as you look and it's a crumpled-up $5 bill. Your small pocket must have dropped it out as you adjusted the bag as you left Forever 21. How do women use these pockets anyways?!?!

"Thanks," you say shyly trying to return the smile.

"The name is Kevin, what's yours?" He says with a smile, reaching his hand out to shake yours.

You realized why he looked familiar, he had been at your house before. He was one of your dad's younger work colleges who came over for dinner a couple of weeks ago after starting at your dad's business. He was fresh out of college and scooped up by your dad's job. Apparently, he was a big deal at the company, and single too.

"Doe," You say smiling as you look at him again. His muscular arm squeezes your hand gently with a firm shake. You can't help but notice his abs under his polo shirt.

"Thanks for the help 'Kevin'" Alex says with venom in his voice, " But we are going."

"You sure? It looks like you might want to keep shopping. I'm pretty new still around here, and it's my first time at this mall, and by the judgment of you, I assume you know this mall pretty well? I could use the company, and I have cash." Kevin says with a smile, offering a solution to your issue.

"Let's go," Alex says with a firm grip on your arm.