Starts with a Kiss

Persistence

y/n pov

It's been weeks of Anna showing up at the cafe bright and early every single day. She is the first person to walk in every day. Sometimes Amelia would be with her, but most of the time it was just her. I had a feeling that Amelia didn't like me that much, though who could blame her? Her wife was obsessed with seeing me every day.

Anna would come flirt with me over the counter in the mornings. Every time she flirted with me I would have to go and situate myself in the back after she finally leaves. This was killing me. Don't get me wrong. I don't mind the attention... but this was overwhelming.

Yet, today was no different. The goddess herself walks in with the chime of the bell. We opened no more than ten minutes ago and she was already here.

I started to pick up on the little things about her after a while. The way her hips sway when she walks away. The dimples in her cheeks, her curly brown hair that cascades down her back. How her green eyes sparkle every time she talks to me. Her perfect Italian accent, that somehow makes my panties wet. Those puffy and pink lips that look perfect for kissing- Focus Y/N!

"Good morning, Cara." Anna was in front of me, leaning over the counter a bit. I could see her red lacy bra. Was it getting hot in here or was it just me?

"G-good morning, Mrs. Conti. The usual again today?"

She gets the same Americano every day and I can't help but wonder why she would come here of all places. I heard her job is in the complete other direction. It can't be because of me... can it?

"No need for that. Just call me Anna. My name from your pretty lips is all I need."

I can feel the other girls that are working, staring at us. They all tease me about how I might just steal someone's wife away. I don't even understand why this is happening.

"I'm sorry, but I want to be respectful. You are a customer and one of the investors."

I could see the slight frown on her perfect lips and I felt bad. I didn't mean to upset her. I just didn't want to be rude and call her by her first name.

"I guess... if it makes you happy I could try and address you by your name."

It didn't even take two seconds for her to be smiling again. This woman was absolutely gorgeous, but I couldn't help but feel like she just tricked me.

"Say my name then, Cara. I want to hear it~"

I slide her drink over to her, feeling my blush spread from my cheeks to my ears.

"I... Anna, your americano."

She lets out a soft groan as she picks up her drink and takes a sip. As she licks her bottom lips she keeps eye contact with me. I can hear my heartbeat quicken as I shy away.

"What's my total, love?"

She looks satisfied in herself for making me so flustered. I can barely even speak as I gaze at her again. It felt like it was just us in that moment. I didn't know why but I felt something for this woman. Maybe it was because she was giving me so much attention, or-

"Hello~ Earth to Y/N." I came back to reality with Violet waving her hand in front of my face. I looked around to see the cafe filling up with customers, but Anna was nowhere to be seen.

"Dude, you have it bad for her. I had to ring her up after you spaced out."

I groan as some of the other girls smile at me like I'm a love-sick fool. What made this worse? I could feel my panties sticking to me as an uncomfortable reminder that I'm such a pervert.