Say it.

Chapter Seven

The sky was darkening as it was turning 10:00pm.

Steve was wearing a grey and light blue chequered shirt with a while t-shirt underneath to not show any extra skin that he didn't want to. His trousers were of a beige/sand colour and his belt and shoes matched as a brown colour and his blond hair was stroked back off his face while he wore sunglasses, even in the shop, to cover up his eyes and identity. 

His eyes often flicked to the woman sat on her own in the corner of the coffee shop just by the window just staring at her see-through cup full of iced caramel coffee. She had long black hair half way down her back and was wearing a dark pink, almost red, sleeveless peplum top, a knee length black skirt and dark pink, almost red, shoes too. Her back was against the back of the chair very straight and her eyes were down.

Steve collected his cup of coffee from the counter and headed over the seat at the other end of the shop facing Varvara so he could see every move of hers and if she ever left, he would know.

Five minutes past as Varvara remained in exactly the same position with her eyes down and focused on the cup to the point Steve began to get a little inpatient and wondered whether he had his focus on the wrong person. He raised his very masculine left hand and stroked his hair back even move and his sudden movement caught Varvara's eye.

Her blue eyes shot up to the man and as he tried to avoid eye contact by looking down as soon as possible to which her eyes began to move all over the place and she couldn't stop fidgeting. Her hand was also pushing her hair back off her face, she was often touching her eyebrow and around her lips and instantly Steve picked up that she was moving a lot more. 

Once again she flicked her eyes up to look at him as he hid his eyes behind his sunglasses but he quickly looked away, just incase. She couldn't take her eyes of his blonde hair, his gorgeous blonde hair and she thought about what shade of colour his eyes must be, "I bet they're a beautiful royal blue shade" she stared at him like she was in a trance as her head tilted the right and her mouth opened, completely fascinated. He took a sip out of his cup and she watched his every single movement from when he picked it up to when he put it back on the table. She brought her pale thin right arm to above the table and rested her head on the knuckles of her head to concentrate on him even better.

The blonde haired man realised she had been staring at him for some time now and thought the only good thing to do was looking back over at her and smile at her to see if she smiles back or does anything. The smile was created within seconds of him thinking of the idea as he also tilted the cup of coffee he was holding in his right hand. She smiled back and raised her black right eyebrow for a millisecond to signal that she's realised he's smile to her. 

Her eyes continued to wondered around the man but now he's physique, he big big muscles. 'His torso must be magnificent' she thoughts to herself as she wet her lips by licking them and then biting her bottom lip and slowly releasing to create a little tension between the two.

Every now and again Steve would sneakily look out the corner of his eye at her to check she was still there and to his amazement she was, and still staring.

It was over two minutes later of Steve's eye movement paying tennis with Varvara and his cup that she finally rose out of her seat and headed out of the door. She left her coffee and as fast as lightning she was out the door to which Steve automatically got up also, looking a bit shocked at it happening so quickly and headed outside. He swung the door open and took a few steps outside seeing the Art Museum opposite and then looking both left and right seeing absolutely no trace of where Varvara would of gone. There was no alleys she could of quickly gone down and the closest corner was at least a three minute walk away. His body froze and mouth opened as he couldn't believe he has lost her in seconds. Seconds so precious and ones he so desperately needed.