The Perfect Man.

Quincy.

Quincy Brown.
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Coffee Break.

Aubree...

"Aubree be sure to lock up". I nodded my head washing down the granite countertop. I swiftly glanced at the clock on the caramel painted walls as it blinked Ten forty-nine. The bell chimed, indicating that someone entered. I rolled my eyes at the thought of serving another customer, not being able to go home. I collected my pen along with my order pad. I glanced at the dirt smudges I have to later clean before I leave, I approached the table that the customer was waiting at. The man slowly brung down the newspaper he was reading, allowing me to see his alluring face.

This man was by the far the most appealing, enticing human being I've ever laid my eyes on.

"Can I uh have the Hazelnut Cappuccino in addition to a Chocolate Chip Cannoli?". He asked, licking his bottom lip. "Would that be all?". "Yes Ma'am". He nodded. I stifled a blush, rushing to the back to retrieve his order. Minutes later, I was walking back to his table eying him as was texting on his Silver IPhone Six Plus. I placed the scorching Cappuccino and Cannoli in front of him. "Thank you so much Sweetheart". He acknowledged, placing his phone on the table. I nodded and turned on my heels to finish cleaning, "Join me". I heard his deep dark voice say. My heart fluttered as I turned to sit across from him at the table. "What brings you here madam?". He implored, taking a bite of the Cannoli. "I work here, sir". I insisted calling him sir, because of his Business-like Attire. He chuckled a bit, "I understand that. What I'm saying is, why does a divine young woman like you work at a coffee shop in Uptown Manhattan?". "We're am I suppose to work, sir?". "Someplace that fits you". "How exactly do you know what fits me?". He grinned, handing me his Business card.

I almost lost my sanity when I found out who he was.

"Your Dr... Y-your do-". "Doctor Quincy Brown". He interrupted.

Yes, he was New York's most famous, top paid medical Billionaire.

"I have somewhere to attend. Perhaps you have a number I can reach you by?". Wait....he wants my number? I bit my bottom lip as I told him my Digits. He inserted them into his phone, leaving the money on the table along with a three hundred dollar tip.
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I hassled off my clothes as I heated up my TV dinner inside the microwave. I placed my heels in the front of my door, along with my coat on the coat rack. My Gold IPhone 5s chimed, letting me know that I had got a text. I instantly opened my phone and read the text from the unknown number.

|By now I'm guessing your home getting settled. How are things?

I sorta side smiled at his curiosity. This man is almost stealing my heart and I barely know him. At lastMy phone buzzed again, invading my thoughts.

|I don't acknowledge the whole, reviewing my message and not giving a response.

|Hey, I'm sorry. Things are well. How about you?

I pressed send and threw my phone on the couch putting on my bed wear, he instantly texted back.

|Reminiscing on a glass of red Wine, I enjoyed our chat today. Perhaps we shall continue tomorrow?

|You mean your coming back to The Coffee shop?

|Yes, unless you would like to be picked up and taken someplace.

|Heavens no, that would be Unnecessary.

|Nevertheless, you will be picked up. When will you be free?

I let his message sit in my phone, unread. I don't this guy, yes he's a billionaire but how do I know he's not some serial killer?

Oh calm down Aubree, stop overreacting. I turned out my lights, resting my head on my pillow and instantly fell asleep.

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I turned out into the busy street, walking down to the Coffee Shop.

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The clock struck two thirty p.m, as I was patiently waiting for my shift to be over which was at three. "Aubree". I jumped, frightened at my managers voice. "Clean up this mess". He stated referring to the Coffee stains smeared on the side of the Coffee Machine. I began scrubbing the sides, hearing the bell on top of the door ring again.

It was Quincy.

He was wearing a grey suit today, looking just as gorgeous as he did before. "May I take your order?". I nervously asked, chewing on my lip. "Sit down". He insisted in a dark tone which scared me. I obeyed his command. He leaned in becoming close to my face, taking a short glance at my lips before beginning to speak. "Listen I like you. A lot. Maybe more than I should and I have known you for approximately Nineteen hours. With me? You can get away with a lot of things but disrespect isn't one of them". "What do you mean?". "I wasn't born yesterday Aubree, you purposely didn't respond to my text last night, after I made an effort to reach you. And that to me is highly disrespectful". I had nothing to say, being scolded by him was scary but attractive at the same time. He adjusted his suit, "I'm taking you out for lunch, I got you something to wear for this evening. Dress code is strict". I nodded As he guided me into the newest black spyder BMW i8. He handed me the most beautiful dress I had ever seen, along with high heels to complete it. "All this for lunch?". "If we are going to do this, we are going to do it right". Quincy then dropped me off at my house so I could change. I took a quick shower and wrapped myself in a towel, I let my curls fall as I began applying my makeup. After that, I put on some essentials and slowly slid my dress up. I took a look in he mirror and instantly admired the way the dress hugged my curves. I slipped on my heels and began to practice walking in them so I wouldn't fall. At last I sprayed perfume on my body, and stared at myself in the mirror with Quincy invading my mind. He is so perfect.

"God you look so beautiful". I heard a deep voice say, I looked to see Quincy leaning in the door frame looking as if he was going to Attend the Grammy's. Wearing a Grey and Black Tuxedo, complimented by his diamond earring and his three hundred thousand dollar gold watch. "How did you get in here?". He grinned, "I have my ways". He came and hugged me from behind, glancing at us in the mirror that stood in front He rested his nose in the crook of my neck, "And you smell so divine". He complimented making me nervous at his touch. "This Dress is slowly making you a menace". I then felt something very large poke me from behind, I instantly gasped. "Don't be scared of me baby". His minty breath whispered into my ear.

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