Crystal met a stranger at a party. But he had a knack for not staying a stranger:

Again he leaned toward me for a hug, and this time I was somewhat better prepared. He held me in a full body embrace, and my face landed right in the crook of his neck. I inhaled deeply of the sweet smell of some sort of hair product mixed with a slighty musky odor. We stood there for a few moments more than what would be considered the average for someone just met.

As the seconds ticked by I found myself feeling as though I could fall in love with him. Indeed I believe that I was in love for that moment. Of course I know next to nothing about him. But he smelled good, hugged well, and allowed me to fall into the universe between his ear and collarbone.