HI I HEAR YOU’D LIKE A SAM/DARCY MEET CUTE
“You look a little lost.”
Darcy’s only a little startled by the sudden voice, so she manages to hold onto her small pile of books, but only barely.
“Oh, I’m sorry, You just look like the world slipped out from underneath you,” the man she turns to face is hot. Tall, deep eyes and smooth black skin. Hot. Hotter than the kind of guy that would normally bug Darcy in the middle of a Barnes and Noble. “But I’m pretty sure that the board games did very little to upset you.”
“Well,” and this just slips out of Darcy’s mouth because hot guys make her nervous. She has a tendency to jump headfirst, “They do exist and that’s the problem. When did Barnes and Noble become a nerd haven?”
“I’m pretty sure book stores have always been a nerd haven. I think that is the purpose of a bookstore.”
“I meant, pop culture type nerd stuff, not your normal dead russian authors and obscure poetry nerdishness. I just passed a table where they were handing out Doctor Who pins and I’m standing in front of a board game extravaganza and I think they might have taken out history books to make a Game of Thrones display.” Darcy gonna commit this man to memory, the way she looks at him, because the way her mouth is already slipping into rant mode, means she’s gonna scare him off in seconds.
Then, a miracle happen. The man grins and laughs, right up and through his eyes. Not the polite tittering that she’s used to when this happens, but sincere, “Girl, you just want to take a romp through the Peloponnesian Wars don’t you?”
“Who needs fantasy power plays when history has better ones?” Darcy smiles back, ducking her head and taking a chance, “I’m Darcy.”
“Sam. You wanna go hit up a library and see what they got in the 938’s, maybe get some coffee?”
Okay, yeah, Darcy totally does.