Stolen Smiles, Hidden Glances
This day was proving itself a step above a normal day in the life of Tony Stark—OK, no, maybe not just a step above but a couple thousand leaps and bounds. First, he’d collided with a bad-boy type, brown-haired and blue-eyed hottie while he had his eyes glued to his e-book reader. And now... Tony stared disbelievingly at the note neatly scrawled in block letters on a square of Starbucks environment-friendly tissue paper:
Dear Mr. Brown-eyed Reading Enthusiast,Thank you for entertaining me with your blindingly beautiful smiles as I sat here nursing the dregs of my latte for the last twenty minutes while waiting for my friends to show. I didn’t think my day could get any better, but you proved me wrong...
How Tony wished he could have gotten the note-writer's name!
And they said nerds don’t get the guy. Tony begged to disagree. Because nerds could! Sometimes, two of them!
Have some ribs.