Tongue-Tied

There is eye candy at work. A tall dark haired, blue-eyed, beautiful cheek-boned Irish looking man freelancing upstairs in our other department. I met him before last year but I don't think he remembers me. I hardly think we have anything to talk about nor would I ever dream of dating someone that uncomfortably good-looking. But he is quite some eye candy.

As I walked upstairs to the copy room, wondering if I'd see him that day, thinking that I was having a pretty good hair/outfit day, I ran smack into him coming out of the room. He smiled and I attempted to saying something that resembled hi. Instead, I think it came out like "Hielphhllphh..." Graceful, yet eloquent.