K
The letter K kicks all the guys in the heart. She’s in college and tonight she’s at a cool party with her colleagues. She usually wears comfy clothes to her job at K-Mart, but she couldn’t resist wearing the cashmere dress she just cut the tags off of. No one can keep their eyes off of her curves and colorful clothes. She crashes on the crappy couch with her cute kitten and keeps to herself. She kids with the feelings of every man who creates conversation; she makes the boys cry. She really only cares about her kooky friends, climbing koala, and crawling crab that live at her cozy apartment in Kansas. Although the boys court her, she never can find that special connection. Little does she know, something crazy is about to complicate her world. She shuffles to the kitchen to get a cold, clear cup of water, and after a couple of sips she sets it on the counter. That’s when one boy catches her eye. This tall hunk with carefully styled curls is the new cashier at work. He was a kickball star at KU. He’s kind, clean, and complex. He’s wearing a king’s crown and a cape, but his blue eyes have a clarity that distracts from his confusing clothes. He glides toward her with his killer smile and says “Call me.” She casts her eyes away from his committed gaze and counts the ten digits as he slips in a quick kiss. K’s problem with connection has been cured! This boy who kidnapped her heart hops on his Go-Kart and quits the party scene. K finally found her cute cubby.