"What about these?" Andon questioned, holding up a pair of dark washed jeans to his waist.
"They look fine." answered Rentic completely uninterested. Andon rolled his eyes and threw the pair of jeans in the red cart. Rentic scanned the area with his bright honey colored eyes, Target was pretty busy for being almost 9:00p.m His eyes and ears roaming out of habit so to speak, trying to find something that "interested" him. He smelled something rather enticing but it wasn't close enough to really look for.
"Hungry?" Andon asked.
Rentic smirked, "Not really just smelling about." Andon smiled and turned his attention to a rack of shirts. "I'm going to look around." Rentic said wandering away from Andon and into the wide aisle. He sniffed deeply this time, trying to pick up the scent. He smelled it faintly to his right and followed it carefully. The more he walked the stronger it got, "They have to be close." He thought to himself, his "need" rising steadily.He walked around the aisles taking deep breathes letting the scent fill his lungs. It was getting so strong his heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest. Then he came face to face with the owner of the sweet scent. He has almost ran into her he was transfixed.
"Opps...I didn't see you there." said a pretty redhead. Her green eyes twinkled under the light as she smiled revealing perfect white teeth. Rentic returned her smile.
"It's okay. I think I may have ran into you anyways." He laughed. She walked past him brushing against him lightly. He looked around him, he was in the makeup isle. He tried to look busy picking up a black eyeliner and comparing it to another brand that was next to it. He watched the redhead out the corner of his eye. She was kneeling down putting compacts up to her small wrists trying to find a good color to match her skin tone.
She turned towards him slightly, "Excuse me." She asked her voice clear and pretty.
He turned towards her, "Yeah?" He answered swiveling his head towards her.
"I know this is a dumb question to ask a man, but do you think this color matches?" She asked biting her lip waiting for his answer. It was obvious that she just wanted to talk to him, the color she held up was a perfect match and she knew it.
"Hmm...let me look." He said lightly touching her wrist with his fingertips. He heard a small sigh escape her lips, and he smiled to himself. "Yeah I think it looks perfect." He said lowering his tone to sound more intimate.
She looked up at him, "I was thinking..." her sentence was cut off by a small toddler running right into her leg. She looked down a smile spreading on her face. It was a little boy about a 2. He was clinging to her leg a huge smile plastered on his face. His blue eyes busy with mischief. "Hey there little guy, what are you doing?" the redhead asked rubbing the top of his head making his curls bounce. He continued grinning. "Where's your..." her sentence was cut off again by a what appeared to be the little boy's mom following closely behind.
The young woman looked at him hanging onto the redheads leg. "I am so sorry." She said rolling her eyes with a laugh. Rentic surveyed the mother with sudden interest. She was pretty, about 5'5 her body was curvy in all the right places, maybe a little to curvy but it still looked good. Her hair was long and fell in midnight black ringlets framing her face. Her eyes were a dark brown, with full lashes. Her lips were also full and accentuated by the clear gloss that shined on them. Her skin a light sun kissed tan.
"It's fine," the redhead said "he is so cute."
The mother smiled, "Thanks, he has had me running around since we got here." she laughed.
"Have you been giving your mommy a hard time?" The redhead asked. The little boy smiled even wider snuggling his face in her leg even more.
"Come on monster child." The mom said leaning down to take the little boy's hand giving Rentic a perfect view of her more then ample chest.
"She smells nice too." He thought to himself drinking her in a bit more.
"Sorry." the mom said again this time directing it towards Rentic.
He smiled, "It's fine." The little boy reached for his mom's outstretched hand, putting both hands up indicating he wanted to be held. She picked him up.
"My sister has a little girl about his age age and I took her last weekend while they went away, anyways..." the redhead began. Rentic was no longer listening to her though, hell he didn't even care about her. His attention and his "need" was being turned to the mom. He studied her some more, she couldn't have more then 22 or 23. Her smile was nice parting her full mouth and showing a bit of her white teeth. Her nose was nice and matched well with the rest of her face, her nostrils a bit flared. She was some type of ethnicity besides Caucasian, her hair, skin tone, and nose gave that away quickly. She had a nice figure, big breasts, wide hips, she was high waist-ed making the red empire top she had on look even better. She was by no means petite, but he liked that. She didn't have hardly any makeup except for the gloss and some mascara. Suddenly he realized that he was just standing there like an idiot listening to them talk.
"I had better get going" The mom said "my husband and little girl are probably wondering where we went. It was nice talking to you though, sorry to have bothered you guys." she said with a smile and walking away.
"Wait..," Rentic said, the mom turned around looking at him "She was just asking me if this color matched her skin well enough. What do you think?" he asked. He had no idea why he just suddenly asked her something that the redhead would have asked her herself if she wanted her opinion. He just knew that he didn't want her to walk away yet. He wanted to look at her some more, smell her, taste her,and more then anything touch her. He watched as she looked at the color on the compact and then at the redheads wrist. Her brown eyes switching back forth, her lips rubbing together.
"Pretty close." she said.
The redhead smiled. "I thought so to, but you never know," she said lightly "thanks." The mom smiled at them both and turned away leaving the makeup isle. He resisted the urge to follow her and looked at the redhead making a mental note of the mom's lingering scent. "So anyways, I don't usually do this but can I get your number? Maybe we can go out sometime." she said her eyes downcast her lips open slightly.
He smirked, "She'll be good for a feed for sure." he thought to himself. "Yeah." he said getting his cell phone out. The mom's smell was weakening and he wanted to find her before she left. They exchanged cell numbers, and then excused himself from her.