I couldn’t help but smile at how ostentatious it was, but when he got out wearing jeans and a simple blue shirt, my heart smiled. While the car seemed to match the image of the man I worked with, the way he was looking right now caught me completely from the left. He looked like a regular guy. A regular great-looking guy. His hair was tied back with a leather strap and his sleeves were partially rolled. His bracelet shone in the sunlight and his smile… I decided that I liked him better this way. Don’t get me wrong; the man gave a new definition to rocking a suit, but this…this right here was very nice.
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