You Could Be Mine

I met my soul mate when I walked naked out of his roommate's bedroom and stepped right into his path. He paused in the semi-dark hallway, his hand shoved partway through his longish dark hair, a pose that lifted his shirt enough to expose amazing six-pack abs and killer biceps. His assessing gaze raked me from head to toe. Our mutual lack of surprise or embarrassment told us all we needed to know about each other We were two of a kind.