The Delhi Chapter : Page 21

I had never seen Bodhi’s face before.

And had no suggestions from his voice as to what he could look like.

He sat at such a place in the office that could effortlessly be viewed from the entrance.

But each of the terminals was insulated with soft-boards at least on two sides.

So before I could manage to see his face (which was hidden behind his soft-board), I happened to see his legs (plonked on the table) wearing brilliant Suede shoes.

[ The only two things I have ever had a fetish for are:
a) shoes and
b) watches.

And so the two things that somehow always got me positively disposed about a man are a good taste in shoes and watches. ]

So as soon as I saw those feet sporting Suede shoes, it was an instant + 1 for Bodhi.

As I slowly moved in a little closer to see him,

I saw a very fair face sporting a light French beard.

He wore a pair of rather smart black rimmed glasses and a very cool looking watch on his right hand.

(One with a cobalt blue strap; which also got the better of me).

His hair looked spiked and freshly washed.

He was wearing a crisp white shirt and blue jeans.

[ I have to agree he was way cuter than I’d ever imagined him to be.

And having a boss who looked like that, could positively be a bummer. ]