She was waiting for someone. I could tell in the way that she kept glancing at her watch. I couldn't help but wonder, who would keep her waiting? She was stunning. She had long red hair that curled at the ends and dark brown eyes that tilted up like a cat. Her red mouth was in a seductive little pout as she crossed her long graceful legs. She was definitely overdressed for the small little coffee house. She was wearing a tight little dress the color of her creamy skin so that she appeared naked. She sipped her coffee and turned back towards me.
"Are you sure nobody left a message for me?" She asked. "Umβ¦what was your name again?"
"Victoria" she replied. I pretended to sift through a couple of discarded messages so she would just keep looking at me, then I had a brilliant idea. I looked at her and told her that there were no messages down here, but maybe if she wanted to come upstairs with me to the office there might be some up there. She agreed and followed me up the tight cramped staircase.