Familiar Voice

"Shirtless man!" she blurted out accidentally, drawing the attention of everyone around. She felt her face turn red with embarrassment. 

The man looked at her with amusement. He was not really shirtless, of course. He was wearing a stylish grey suit and a yellow shirt, which was tucked into his pants. But his shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing his muscular chest and a hint of a six-pack. He had a handsome face, with sharp features and a charming smile. His brown hair was slightly messy, giving him a casual look. He was the epitome of masculine beauty.

"I'm very sorry, sir. I apologize," Lucia said apologetically, trying to recover from her blunder. She scolded herself internally. You idiot, how could you say that out loud?

The man chuckled. "It's fine. The name's Oscar, not shirtless man. Have we met before? You seem familiar."

Lucia shook her head. "No, sir. You just reminded me of someone. It was my mistake." She lied.