Lost Angels

Fire

I am Madeline Phoenix Cassidy and I am 23 years old.
A redhead with bright green eyes and a feisty temper.

"Why ?" You ask ? I'll tell you in time.

But first, lets get into the story.

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M : " Hi Sam !! " I shout to my boss as I enter the coffee shop.

He lets out a high pitched scream and  jumps in fear, causing the cupcakes to fly off the tray he was holding.

S: "Dammit Maddie !! I swear one day you are going to give me a heart attack, " he says holding his hips and rolling his eyes.

I laugh at his reaction as I walk around the counter and peck him on his jaw.

M: " This is my way to keep your heart young and strong " I smile and go into the back room to get my apron.

S: " What an oddly way to show me how much you care ! Now hurry up, you have to clean up the mess you've made," He chuckles, shakes his head and goes outside yo clean the tables.

Sam is not only my boss, he's also my only family. Like a second father to me.
He is a warm and caring sixty year old man.

When he was younger ,he was in a rock band called "Hellfire". Badass, right ?

Then he fell in love and got married, they couldn't have kids but they had each other and that was enough for them.
His wife passed away a few years ago and he opened this coffee in her memory.
This was her dream...a coffee shop with a section full of books for staving minds and overflowing imagination.
But without forgetting the whole Rock N Roll part !

Black leather couches and chairs, rock music all day long, a red neon sign in the shape of an electric guitar hanging over the small stage for all the free spirits who want to let their wild souls loose.

Do you want to know the name of the coffee ?
It's " Spicy'N Sweet " and it's pretty popular in the neighborhood.

I was cleaning up the cupcakes that had fallen on the floor when the doorbell ring.

Madeline: " Have you cleaned the tables yet ?? You're pretty fast for an old man, " I chuckle, proud of my stupid joke.

Then I heard it...the deepest, sexiest voice ever...sending shivers down my spine.
It definetely wasn't Sam ...

Damian: " I have a lot of stamina, " he says with a little grin.

I look up at the mysterious voice...

Dammnn !! Call the firefighters ! We have a case self combustion here !

At first glance I'd say he's 6 feet tall, with piercing, hypnotic, almond-shaped dark brown eyes.
Messy dark hair with a lock of hair falling in front of his right eye looking like a fucking fallen angel, waiting for you to fall into sin.

M: " Oh F... hum sorry, I thought it was my boss. What can I do for you ? " I tell him as I stand up, throwing the cupcakes in the trash and straightening my clothes.

We look at each other and he flinches, his eyes widening for a split second before regaining his composure.
He slowly came closer and put his hand in my hair... I hold my breath, it was like time has stopped.