It was an ordinary day like any other, a list of errands to run, so she headed out. A quick stop at the coffee shop on the corner and order the usual, sit for a few minutes. She secretly hoped she would see him again. After all he was there almost as much as she was. She loved watching the way he sipped his drink, held his paper, walked, breathed, everything about him made her curious to know more.
It seemed as though they were always watching each other. She followed him to the counter and stood behind him in line. The subtle smell of his cologne made her tingle inside. She slowly began looking him over wanting to know everything about him she began to feel hypnotized by his very presence. She carefully listened as he ordered his drink. His voice was so soft and gentle it pierced her soul and gave her a feeling like nothing she had ever experienced before. Like a song meant only for her to hear.
He turned to walk away and their eyes met for a brief second. Her face became flushed with excitement and fear as their eyes locked. It felt as if he could see right through her like he knew what she was thinking. She ordered her drink and very quickly left the coffee shop.
Driving her mind began to wonder if she was really happy with her life was there something she was missing? How could someone she never met, never spoke to, have this hypnotizing effect on her and make her feel weak and filled with desire? Men have taken notice of her before but this was different. She wanted him to look at her, wanted him to talk to her. She wanted to feel his hands touch her bare skin and caress every part of her body. She longed for it, ached for it. And she could not help but wonder what if?
A few days later she escaped to the coffee shop to collect her thoughts and have some time alone. But why there? She knew he would be there, she wanted him to be there. She ordered her drink, sat and began to read the book she picked up on the way over. Then she saw him. He was walking directly to her. She immediately began to think of what she was going to say. Her heart began racing and she felt as though she couldn't catch her breath. She could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks and her hands began to shake nervously, almost spilling her coffee all over the table and book.