[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dsyfkd/mr_blue_eyes_mf_public_tease/)
My heart hammered in my chest. The corresponding whoosh of warm blood through my body did little to stem the electrifying, skin-on-fire cascade of nervous energy. The butterflies in my stomach had long since stopped fluttering gently and were now full-on crashing into one another, wings ripped and manic. Somehow gulping down the chilly morning air didn’t seem to be helping. I wiped my face and attempted to take a few deep, steadying breaths. It was useless. The trickles of perspiration on my forehead were chilling in the cool morning air, and I shivered, wishing I was someone who could play it cool a little better. I was always fine once things began to happen. It’s the nervous anticipation that killed me.
Truthfully, I knew that I could have been dressed in a winter parka and I’d still be feeling that shiver. I was at the bus stop, waiting for the C24. Waiting to take the same bus ride that had rocked my world so thoroughly yesterday.