our cliche love story

Chapter 3

I was yet again in my favorite coffee shop. The smell of the coffee lingers in my nose as it relaxes my senses. I ordered an iced Americano it always makes me feel at home.

"Coffee for JC." When I heard them call my name I immediately came up to the barista and was about to get my coffee when someone else took it. It was the same guy at the bookstore and the office.

"Hey this is my coffee." I told him and I even glared at him for it.

"Well this is mine little lady." He said in his baritone voice.

"That's mine because that's an iced americano." I said fact to fact.

He looked done at the coffee his holding and blushed a little because he was wrong and I was right.

"Sorry then the name I putted in the coffee is also JC so it got a little mixed up." He explained

" Here is your coffee sir JC." The barista said and gave the other JC the coffee. I also took the coffee in JC's hand and went back to may table. As I relax to my seat a shadow of a person interrupted me it was JC .

" Mind if I seat here? Little lady." He asked me in his lower voice.

" I don't actually mind so go on " I told him and continued reading my book while drinking my americano.

" Btw little lady mind telling me what JC stands for?" He asked. He got my attention and I put the book down and stared at him and answered his question.

" Janelle Crimson, that my JC how about yours?" I also asked him I am. Slightly intrigued by this person.

"Jaiden Christian." He answered

" So mister Christian are you stalking me? Cause to me I think you are." I told him as my gaze travel.

" To tell you I am not stalking you I hope you can sleep peacefully at the thought of that . I think it's destiny don't you think? Meeting in other in different places." He said with a grin in his face and a little bit amused at the fact that I blushed at his last remark