Choosing Love

This is just a little "flash" of the novel I am working on.

      She was so beautiful. Laughing. When she tilted her head back to laugh the light shimmered on her gorgeous light brown hair. A goddess. Her smile: nothing short of an angel's. Amazing, sparkling, greenish-yellow eyes. Her hands could make you melt like chocolate! So, so beautiful.

      Harley didn't know what she was thinking. Her head was just a buzz of questions. "What am i thinking?" ;"Why does my throat knot up when i try to talk to her?" ;"Why did i walk over to say hello?" ; But most importantly: "What is her name?". . .