Had I known that he was going to be the anchor, I would have been accepted the offer to host the party. The moment I saw him in a white linen shirt worn with sky-bluewashed denims, my heart leapt with joy. I wanted to be dressed in similar clothes. I wanted to stand beside him and host the party. Besides his stunning looks, his voicewas magnetic, pulling me to him. Melodious it was! Almost like whipped strawberry cream on chocolate. Sweet as hell! His dance moves compelled me to talk to him. I started imagining the conversation. Then suddenly my best friend tapped me and asked to come along. My heart started thumping loudly as we moved towards that hot guy.

‘Meet my boyfriend’ she introduced him.