Beneath You

02| Oh shit

"Good day,welcome to Maggie's coffee shop. What may I get you today?"I smile at an elderly woman with a lair of glasses,repeating the mantra our boss told us too say in a robotic voice.

She orders a plain black coffee,which I thought was really vague but I took her order and left.

"She wants coffee. Plain." I tell Carter over the counter who nods and turns on the coffeemaker,I sigh looking around the shop.

It was morning and we only had three customers,which was very weird cause this place was usually filled with people,who were here for breakfast.

I decide to go help Carter over the counter,when I see a familiar face walk in through the doors. The familiar figure enters the shop in a white button up shirt,of which he didn't button and black office pants.

I had seen this person before. He looks so familiar.....

Oh shit. It was the stranger of yesterday,who doesn't have a filter over his mouth.

Holy mother of God.

Just when I thought,I was never going to ave to speak to an annoying ass like himself.

"Carter,please can you go take that guys order? I can finish up for you."I look over to Carter,who shakes his head no.

"I'm sorry Indie, but no. When I'm in the zone of the coffee making art,I'm in the zone."He whispers to me.

I guess I'm on my own.

I grab my pen and note,walking over to the rude but hot stranger I met yesterday,whose name I do not even care to know.

"Good day. Welcome to Maggie's,what can I get you?"I fake a smile to him and he drops his phone  as a amused smile takes over his perfect face.

"We meet again. Indiana." He smiles and I notice he has a cute dimple...God.

My face contorts into a frown as I realize he just said my name. "How do you know my name?"

"You have a name tag,Princess."He points over to the left side if my chest.

Oh shit. I really did have a name tag.

"Well anyways,what would you like?"I hold up my pen.

"What would you like?"He asks me,raising a brow.

"What?"I look at him confusedly .

"Get me whatever you would eat. Princess."He smirks and his dimple becomes more prominent.

What's with the nickname tho.

And talking of flirting skills,this dude must have a degree in it.

"Um. Okay."I turn around and move over to the kitchen area,feeling his gaze upon me.

"Bob, one medium size turkey sandwich." I tell our chef who nods,before going back to Carter.

"I saw you talking to that dude there. Know him from anywhere?"He sits on the stool as I lean on the counter.

"Well I wouldn't say I know him,but we had a weird encounter last night."I explain to him and his eyes widened.

Oh shit.

"Encounter?"His brows raise up and I realize the other meaning of my word.

"No. No. I don't mean that kind of encounter,I mean like we had a weird meeting yesterday."His tensed feature softens a bit.

"How did your mind even go to that?" I roll my eyes. "Anyways,one mocha coffee."

"I didn't know there was anybody who existed that had your taste in coffee. I mean why mocha,when there's espresso?"I turns around and begins making the mocha.

If only he knew.  Few minutes later,I get Mr Hot but Mysterious' order and goes to give it to him.

And yes. Thats my name for him

He smiles when he sees me coming. God,why does he have to be so perfect.

I drop his order on his table preparing to walk back away until I hear his voice.

"For a feisty being like you,you sure have good taste in breakfast."He laughs and I turn back folding my hands.

"Well I have good taste in everything,just so you know."His brows raise up suddenly.

"Hope you have great taste in men too. Me preferably." He takes a sip of his coffee.

Okay....that was a very hot thing to say. I blink trying my best to show I was not affected by his words.

"What game are you trying to play?"I demand from him and he bursts out in laughter.

Ok. I'm pretty sure I didn't say anything funny . Did I?

"Game? We barely know each other,why would I play a game with you?"He tells me,a glint of amusement in his eyes.

Ouch.

"But what I know is that,you need a better job."He drinks his coffee again.

"And what can you do about that?"As the words leave my mouth,a customer walks in.