Standing at the checkout with my shopping, I had a feeling that somebody was staring at me.
I looked around the queue and locked eyes with a man who had a lovely smile.
I wasn’t sure how I had missed him before – he was really tall!
‘Hi, what’s your name?’ he asked.
‘Natalie,’ I told him, blushing.
‘I’m Morgan,’ he replied.
‘How tall are you?’ I couldn’t help myself asking, no matter how weird it sounded.
‘I’m 6ft 6in,’ he said.
‘Wow!’ I said. ‘That is really tall!’
‘Can I have your number?’ Morgan, 21, asked, laughing.
‘No, sorry – but come back and ask another time,’ I told him.
He was very handsome and seemed likeable, but I had only just become single again and wasn’t ready to…