Chapter 30 - People Can't Mess With LoveGrace pushes me towards Blake as she whispers in my ear, "good luck."
"Hey Blake, here's Autumn. Oh, I have to go to the bathroom. Okay, bye," she quickly says and runs off.
"Hi Blake, what are you doing here?" I ask as I watch Grace head towards Free People.
"Mini Christmas shopping," he scratches the back of his neck.
"Oh, I'm going to Starbucks. Wanna join me ?" I ask and he nods. Together we walk to Starbucks preparing to turn into a mean girl.
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We enter the coffee shop and instantly get hit by the aroma of Starbucks' brewed coffee.
"Why don't you take a seat. I'll get your drink," he says and I hold my tongue from saying he doesn't need to.
I just nod and find a table. I sit down on the brown leather couch and watch Blake as he orders the coffee..
I stare at how his messy brown hair is so neat..That doesn't make sense but when does love ever make sense. His black shirt is tight in the perfect places showing his defined muscles.
As he waits for the coffee he turns and looks at me. He winks then directly turns his head.
Blake Hunter has took over my heart with his bare hands... I can't do the test to him...
Blake's POV
This simple test will tell me if she's the perfect girl...The Starbucks test..
I 'accidentally' got her the wrong drink. If she reacts in a slutty, whiny away then I'll forget about being with her....but I'll never forget about her.
"Autumn and Blake," the barista says as she places the drinks on the camel brown table. I grab the drinks that will determine the fate of this relationship and head towards the table.
Autumn's POV
Blake walks towards the table with the drinks in his hand. I take in a deep breathe and stand up.
"Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom," I quickly say and rush out of Starbucks..
Walking towards the bathroom I spot an old couple struggling to carry some bags. Unconsciously, I quickly rush towards.
"Hello, can I help you?" I ask as they both give me a sweet smile.
"Thank you darling, we're missing someone today that's why we're struggling," says the man. I nod and carry their bags as they lead the way hand in hand.
"What's your name sweet girl?" The woman asks with a warm smile.
"I'm Autumn ma'am," I answer politely as we walk out of the mall.
"Please call me Margret, and this is my husband John. This gives me hope that not everyone has a corrupted brain. Things have definitely changed since our days, right John?" She says and turns to look at her husband admiringly.
"Of course dear," he says and gives her a small peck on her cheek.
"Not to be rude but may ask how you both fell in love?" I ask and my mind instantly shifts to Blake and his ocean blue eyes.
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