Long Runs and First Meetings

Seth's POV

After six hours of running back I was exhausted. I am somewhere on Long Island right now but I need a break; I am starving. I phase out once I see a local convenience store and throw on a tank top and shorts and throw my duffel bag on my back.

I walk into the 7-Eleven and go straight to the drinks section. I can feel the dehydration starting to take over so I grab a Gatorade and down it within seconds. Don't worry I will pay for it. I grab two more and make my way to the food section and get a turkey sandwich. I don't even know what time it is but the sun seems to just be rising so I'm guessing around 4:30-ish so naturally I am the only one in the store. I go to the cash register and dump all my items on the counter. I set my duffel bag on the floor and grab my wallet out of it.

"That will be $15.75." A bell-like voice says, I'm guessing the cashier. I stand back up and get $16 out. I extend my hand and when she goes to take the money out of my hand, we touch and an electric shock goes up my arm. She inhales sharply and I look at her for the first time.

I looked into her eyes and it's like time stopped. Nothing else in the world mattered, only her. Gravity wasn't holding me to the ground, it was her. Everything, my entire being, revolved around her now.

After what seemed like days of us staring into each other's eyes, what I assume to be her boss walked out of the back room and cleared his throat. We snapped out of it and awkwardly stuttered while she put my money in the cash register. Her boss went back into his room and I relaxed a little bit, it didn't help that I was standing next to the woman of my dreams, but that guy just made me feel, unsettled.

She was perfect; she had wavy brown hair that went down to her very, generous chest. She had big, beautiful brown eyes that didn't give anything away. And her smile, well I didn't know about that yet. I also didn't know her name and that was not okay.

She finished ringing up my items and put them in a bag for me.

"Thank you very much, I'm Seth." I say extending my arm for a handshake.

"Marissa, and it's no problem, it's my job." She smiled the most beautiful and sexy smile I've ever seen. Don't ask me how teeth could be sexy because I have no idea, her's just are.

"That's such a pretty name, it's not very common." I don't know what to say, I just don't ever want to leave. I had finally imprinted and now I get it. No wonder Jake and Nessie are always touching. I longed to reach out and touch her smooth skin.

"Thanks, I like it. It's different, I like different." Well baby just wait until you see my family- we are definitely different. I decide to just leave it like this because one, I'm really tired and two, I don't want to freak her out by being too quick.

"I should get going, I'm really tired."

"Have you been traveling?" She asks, good question.

"You could say that, I'll see you around." I say and walk out hoping to give her my best strut. She may not know it now, but she is going to be the woman I spend the rest of my life with.

Marissa's POV

Here I am, another overnight shift at work. I'm convinced I'm the only employee because literally whenever I'm not at class, I'm here slaving for Harry. Speaking of, he is the biggest creep I've ever met in my entire life. He asks me to go out for drinks with him every night, and every night I decline. That doesn't stop him though; he just drinks in the back room anyway. He slaps my ass at least ten times a day, and I know that's sexual harassment but I really need this job. Now that it's summer all the kids that come home from school are looking for jobs so if I show any sign of reporting him he will drop my like a fly and hire a new girl to slap.

Right now it's 4 in the morning and it's empty. Usually no one come in after 2. All of a sudden the door opens and I see a man walk in. He is tall, but not lanky. He has muscles the size of Antarctica. His tanned skin is perfectly toned in every spot. He has unruly black hair that jets out everywhere. Damn, he is fine. It's usually not like me to check out guys so I quick snap out of it and stare down at my fingers.

I can't help but sneak a peek, and I see him gulping down a Gatorade. The way his Adam's apple moves up and down his throat every time he swallows makes my mouth water- what the hell has gotten into me today? It's probably sleep deprivation. Maybe I'll ask Harry to take me off the night shifts because I think I am losing my mind. He looks like he hasn't slept in a while either, he has bags under his eyes.

I ring up his items and he goes to hand me the money when our hands accidentally touch and an electric charge shocks me, oh my. He finally looks at me dead in the eyes and I read his face, it looks like relief. I wonder what he's so relieved about.

I don't get to wander long because being the dick that he is, Harry comes out and clears his throat. What a fucking dick. I mutter something about how I need a new job while I get him his change and Harry stalks back into his office.

"Thank you very much, I'm Seth." He says while our hands meet in a handshake and the shock is still there but I am not shocked, this time I welcome it.

"Marissa, and it's no problem, it's my job." I don't know what to say, I feel like a blubbering idiot-obviously it's my fucking job or else I wouldn't be here at 4 in the morning. I slap myself in my head. Why does this guy make me so self-conscious?

"That's such a pretty name, it's not very common." He says and it sounds more like a question than a statement.

"Yeah, I like it, it's different. I like different." It's true, every since I was little I also tried to stick out. I never liked to copy what people thought the trend was. My trend was what I liked and I was proud of that.

Seth looked into my eyes and smiled, like he was hiding something from me. I discretely glanced down to check to make sure my zipper wasn't down, it's good. What was he thinking?

"I should go, I'm really tired." He said and for some reason, I didn't want him to go. I tried to prolong the conversation, "Have you been traveling?"

"You could say that, I'll see you around." And with that he walked out like he owned the place. I don't know where and I don't know when, but I had a feeling he wasn't lying when he said that.

So they finally met! I hope I did a good job at describing the imprinting, if you have any thoughts please REVIEW!