Rayne headed back into the store after lunch hearing a voice. "Hello, anybody work here??? I'm in need of some assistance.", the witch mentally groaned. He walked up to the front counter groaning. His greenish gray eyes looked a the man. Not the person, I would be caught dead with…. he thought as he stared. "What do you need?" he asked with a blank face.
He found himself looking up the man, in a checking out type of way. But he is beautiful… the ravenette thought. Hstood there, there was a magical tone to the man, an aura if you might say. His dark green-gray eyes turned full gray as he felt a spark run through him. The man was magnificent, he was like sculpture. Rayne felt his warm cheeks feeling heat rise form them he realized he was blushing like a school girl and her prom date.
"I mean, what type of assistance do you need? We have a psychic if you need spiritual guidance." he stated with an accidental cold tone.