Shattered Calm

Chp1 Gotcha

She lurked in a corner, sipping her drink coolly. Hidden in the shadows, nobody paid much attention to her. They only looked when she made a move. They, referring to the regulars. The ones who frequented the place. There was soft ‘live’ music weaving through the air, compliments of the band on stage. The singer was decent. Both aesthetically and vocally. The singer attracted a group of people to visit regularly but she wasn’t here for the singer. Neither was she interested in the regulars. She was looking.

She found what she wanted in the form of a lady, not much younger or older than herself. She estimated that they were within a year of each other, older or younger. The lady had golden brown tresses cascading down her shoulders. Her eyes trailed down the lady’s wavy curls and paused at the first set of curves. Sufficient—she assessed promptly. After all, it wasn’t just the body she was after. It was the soul. The second set of curves was cute. The lady didn’t have ample curves but they were pleasing as a whole, she decided.

I want her tonight.

She remained in her corner, unmoving, observing solely through her eyes the lady of the night. Now that she had ascertained that the lady’s curves were acceptable, she had time to notice how pert her nose was. Cute. All in all, this lady was cute. Charming. Magnetic. If the lady was a south pole, she was north. Attracted.

Picking up the margarita she’d been sipping, she made her way to the lady and sat down beside her. She was aware of the eyes that followed her. The admiring, the mildly amused, the curious, the disapproving. They all looked, regardless of their perception of her. She didn’t care. She knew what she was doing. Those eyes? They didn’t have a clue.

The lady did not look at her when she sat down. It didn’t matter. She’d have her attention in no time at all. Starting from…now.

“Long day at work?”

The lady looked at her, mildly puzzled eyes looking around her surroundings.

“Yes, I’m talking to you.”

“Oh, right. Hi.”

“Long day at work?”

“What’s new?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“You’re new. Here.”

The lady’s eyes sparkled with enlightenment and she laughed. Not-so-daintily. Great. This is exactly the kind of girl that I like.

“Yes, I’m new here. “

“Where do you work?”

“A few streets down.

“Been working there for long?”

The lady shook her head. “I just transferred. They sent me here. They told me it’s a promotion.” She scoffed. “But I don’t think so.”

She drained the last bit of her margarita, lifted her hand and signaled the bartender. “B, a lychee martini please.”

“Coming right up, Tiff.”

The lady turned to her. “Your name is Tiff?”

“Tiff for Tiffany. What’s your name?”

“Coincidentally, my name begins with a T too. T for Taeyeon.”

“What does it mean, Taeyeon.”

“My name, you mean?”

Tiffany nodded her head.

“It means calm.”

“Are you a calm person, in general?”

Taeyeon took a moment to think before nodding. “I would say yes.”