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One week later

It's thunder-storming outside and customers keep walking in the diner. It's a good thing customers are coming in because it's making the time go by quick. The only negative is that customers are tracking water and dirt inside the diner so I have to keep mopping the floor so no one falls.

After mopping the floor for the fourth time, I look up and see a black Chevy suburban with extremely dark tinted windows pull up. It's Mr Dante. He's here. I see a tall man step out of the drivers side and open an umbrella while he opens the back passenger seat.
Oh he looks absolutely delicious!
He's wearing a grey suit, grey shirt, and a black tie. His hair is slicked back. He steps out of the suburban and pulls his sleeves down, straightening his suit before taking a step. He smiles at the man holding the umbrella, grabs the umbrella, and starts walking towards the diner.
Before I even had time to move, he's inside the diner, well half his body is in and the other is out. I feel and look so stupid standing directly in front of the entrance holding a mop.

"Good morning, are you checking IDs or what?" He says as he's trying to hold back his laughter.

"Un no...why would I check IDS?" I reply

"Your blocking the entrance to come inside. I'm standing in the door frame of the diner and it's raining extremely hard...So I figured since your standing here you must be either checking IDs or your deciding who's attractive enough to come inside" he says with a smile on his face.

"Your attractive enough sir... Oh you pass that qualification with flying colors" I say as I cover my mouth and step to the side tripping over the mop bucket. I can't believe I just said that. Oh my gosh what was I thinking? I WASNT THINKING. And now I'm falling over the mop bucket. I'm mortified at this very moment.

He drops his umbrella and it falls outside as he fully steps inside and wraps his arms around my waist catching me so I don't fall.
He has his strong arms gripped around my waist and lower back. I open my eyes and see he's looking directly into my eyes. It's like I can see directly through him...his eyes tell me that he is not the man most people think he is. He is loving, caring, kind hearted, tender, and nurturing.

"Are you okay?" He ask

He's still holding me. I can feel his muscles through his suit... He seems so strong. I can feel his chest moving up and down from him breathing and I can
Smell the scent of his cologne. He smells so good. His arms tighten around me and now I can hear him breathing. It feels so amazing to have this strong man holding me so close to him. I've never had someone truly look me in my eye and it feels amazing.

"Kim, are you okay? Can you hear me?" He says

"Uhh yes I hear you. Yes I'm okay I'm sorry" I say as I look down. As nice as it is to have him this close to me, I'm so embarrassed. I want to crawl under a rock and never come out.

He lets go of my waist and smiles.

"There's no reason to be sorry. You did nothing wrong. If anything the owner of this diner should be sorry. There is no reason you should be out here mopping up this damn water. They need to put a rug here or something. Can you fix me a French vanilla latte please?" He says.

"Sure" I reply as I walk behind the counter and begin fixing his latte. He takes a sit at the counter. I can feel him looking at me.

I sure am glad that I got dressed real cute today! I have my hair in a cute bun, lipstick, blush, mascara, and foundation on. I have a pair of black slip on shoes, a pair of jeans that was a little snug around my butt, and a black v neck T shirt that showed a small amount of cleavage. When I say small amount, I mean small... It's really not enough showing to even talk about to be honest.

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