Chapter 11

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Alyssa's P.O.V.


It was 6:45 at night and I was sat down talking to Amanda. There were hardly any customers at the coffee shop so we could just relax.


"Yeah I just don't know if he likes me or not. He is always staring at me and he does so much for me. I just don't know if he's the 'one'. Ya know what I mean?" Amanda said exasperated.


"Well it sounds to me that he is really into you. I would try talking to him and trying to get him to tell you how he really feels so he's not just leading you on." I said, trying to give her my best advice. Just then, the bell above the door signaled that another customer came in. I looked up to see Curly. I wasn't at all surprised that he was here.


After all, he is here every single day at 7:00 sharp. I watched as he took his seat in the corner of the room. I turned my attention back to Amanda and she was running a hand through her hair.


"Why are you so frustrated? It's not that big of a deal to ask him how he feels. I can even help you out." I told her, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She smiled at me.


"Thanks for your help, Alyssa. I don't know what I'd do without you." She said. I chuckled and shook my head. It was silent for a moment before Amanda spoke.


"That guy is staring at you." She said, pointing to Curly. I shrugged.


"Come on! Why are you just shrugging? He's hot. Why don't you go talk to him? I think he likes you." She said. I blushed and shook my head. He was actually really attractive.


"Why not? If you don't go over there nobody is gonna serve him and he's gonna get pissed." She tried to convince me but I still refused.


"He might even complain to the manager and get us both fired." That was it. I couldn't loose my job over something so stupid.


"Alright fine!" I said, throwing my hands up in defeat. I walked over to him and pulled my pen and notebook out. I smiled widely and asked him what he would like to drink.


"Just a black coffee." He said. Wow his voice was hot. It was low and husky. His voice was almost as attractive as his face. I wondered what it would be like for him to moan my name out as-. I cut my thoughts off right there. Why was I thinking about that? I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and wrote down his order.


"Okay. Anything else with that?" I asked.


"No."


"Okay. It will take just a moment." I informed him before heading back to get his drink. Amanda was smirking at me but I ignored her. I brought his drink over to his table and set it down in front of him.


"There you go. If you need anything else just let me know." I smiled brightly. I turned to walk away but I was pulled back. I looked down to see his hand placed around my wrist.


"One more thing..." He said in that sexy accent of his.


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