Tracey steadied herself and sneaked a look at the man. Bright blue eyes and a nice smile made her feel rather lucky; she could have bumped into a mute troll-a-like who wouldn't have even considered stopping her from falling, let alone picking up her files.
"Ma'am? I'm not dead yet, I hope," she said, smiling at the stranger. "It's my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going and I should have sent these back to the office after the meeting, not carried them myself," She looked down to where he was picking the files up, only staring at his arse for a moment. Well, she was only human. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
The man looked well-muscled so she doubted it but she thought she'd better ask for the sake of being polite.... And to prolong the conversation.