The Perfectly Surreal Coincidence

The Meet.

Kristine's POV:

As I'm cranking out my last practice problem I look up at the clock and notice that it's 1230PM. "Ahh, time to close the books and feast on some treats heheh," I whisper maniacally to myself but awkwardly loud enough for my neighbor at the next table in the local library to hear. The gangly boy to my right, awkwardly makes eye contact with me, with which I return with a slight pinkish glow. I quickly shove my laptop and books into my satchel and proceed to stride out of the main doors and make a left to go to my favorite donut shop in the city, Sugar Shack Donuts.

OKAY. I'm definitely getting a dozen donuts. Of course a few Red Velvet, Apple Cake, Chocolate M&M donuts but what else.

My mind continues to swirl as I sift through all the possible combinations I can come up with for my dozen donuts as I casually stride through DC to get to my donut haven. Once I reach the beloved doors, I inhale the wonderful scents of sugar and carbs. Oh the most holiest of combinations. I notice that it's not too crowded today which results in an uncontrollable mini fist pump rising no higher than my shoulder. As I playfully glide towards the line of only six, I casually sing along to "Blind Man" by SPZRKT in my mind. Beauty in your soul, girl a blind man could love you..

"Ahem, miss?" As I'm pulled from my internal singing, I notice the young cashier, no older than 20, waving his hand in my face. "Hello? Sorry to pull you from whatever you were thinking about but what would you like today?" I impulsively list my donut choices and order a small cappuccino to go.

After paying and practically snatching the box and coffee out of his hands, I immediately make a beeline toward an empty table and pop a red velvet donut in my mouth. Ohhhh my goodness, so good. After I finish my first bite, I put the rest of the donut in my mouth, nestle the box between my left arm and chest, place the coffee in my left hand and walk toward the door.

Just as I pass the threshold and prepare for a second bite, I feel a solid force smack into me so hard that my box of donuts immediately slam into my chest and my HOT coffee slams mostly onto the box but still manages to splash on my white shirt. "MY DONUTS," I scream as I stumble and catch myself on the front glass of the shop. I internally screamed at the scene of the crime and the amount of onlookers both inside and outside the shop.

My donuts are scattered all over the concrete, my shirt is now stained with coffee, I just fell onto the front window of my favorite donut shop and this random person was the cause! As I lift my heartbroken gaze from the scene, I look into the culprit's eyes. As my brown eyes met cool blue ones, I take in this unreal man with a chiseled face that had to have been sculpted by only the best creator, full lips, dark brown-almost black hair that fell into his eyes... quite mesmerizing blue eyes. As I took in this piece of art, all I I could say was "Holy.."

Hunter's POV:

"Shit!" I cry out as I practically run over some poor woman as I made a sharp right turn onto the main street. I knew the true brunt of my ill decision when I felt something quite warm, you know what it was Freaking HOT! hit my chest. Immediately I grab the telephone pole on my left to stop myself from causing the woman more damage. My eyes shoot down to my chest and my face twists in disgust as I see my brand new red long sleeve workout shirt with a dark stain covered in coffee.

I run my hands through my hair accessing the damage I'd done and notice the woman I ran into wasn't staring at me but staring at the donuts. I couldn't help but chuckle slightly until she lifted her face and her eyes met my own.

I think I heard her say something like "Holy..." but I didn't really register it. I was too busy taking in the creature before me. I mean I've been with tons of beautiful women in some ways that would be seen as illegal. But wow. I do a quick scan of her from top to bottom and appreciate her classically beautiful face with full eyebrows, gorgeous eyes, full lips, cheekbones that I'd want to feel rubbing on certain places, and a mass of curls that I wanted to take a tight hold of. Although, the coffee stain on her shirt was my doing, I couldn't help but notice her curves the more my eyes went south. After I stared a bit too long at her hips I cleared my throat and recovered with a smirk saying, "If you'd like, I can take a picture for you, you know. So you can stare all you'd like?"

"Uhm excuse me!?" she scoffs. I honestly didn't know if she was staring at me but being the cocky dick that I am, I figured she was. Before she can go off on me, which is what I figured since the look on her face at the donuts on the ground seemed to mirror the loss of a loved one, I quickly chuckle and shake my head. "Look, I'm just being a dick. My name is Hunter and I'm really sorry about destroying your friends here. Let me replace them."

Her eyebrows raise up questionably as she takes in my statement and offer. I couldn't help but notice how sexy her lips look when she purses them while thinking. Mmmm, I'd like to see them wrapped around my "Fine." I blink back to reality at her words and my mouth forms into a slow smile. "Good. Now that you've agreed to allow me to replace your donuts, How about I learn the name of the damsel in distress?" I say mockingly. I can sense her fighting the urge to roll her eyes as she says exasperatedly, "It's Kristine. Look, I wasn't having the best morning and I just want to get my donuts and go home. Ok?" I decide right then and there that I was intrigued by this woman and I want to get to know her better, well physically anyway. I bet I could have her by tonight.

"Look. I'm sorry you've had a tough day but let me make it up to you. I'm going to take you to replace your clothes, I'll buy you lunch, then replace your precious donuts. How does that sound?" I say. Her mouth goes slightly ajar before stuttering out, "I-I don't think that's a good idea. I don't know you and I'm not comfortable having some random guy take me shopping. What do you exactly think I'm going to pay you back with?" she says accusingly. I feign innocence and say, "Look, I'm taking you to public places and going to replace your clothes. I'm not going to leave a woman in clothes that I ruined and with what I assume is an empty stomach." I raise my left arm up and point in a forward direction as I command, "let's go."

Surprisingly, she walks forward. 

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