Finesse Pt. 5

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You wake to your most recent favorite song and dance in bed until till it loops over twice. As the song beings playing for a third time, you pull yourself up and climb out of bed.

"Alexa," you state as you rub your sleep heavy eyes clear. "Play my morning playlist."

"Ok," she replies then the first song in the list beings playing. You take your time, stretching and cracking each of your tight, sleepy limbs. Starting from you legs you move up to your back then, you arms and lastly your head and hands. You move on the bathroom, brush your teeth then wash your face. You hum the melody of the songs that play all the way through your 'getting ready' process and you end up choosing something simple and cute but still within your tomboy-ish style. You settle on a light slouchy heather grey sweatshirt with pink and red flower details on the shoulders and pair it with a black pencil skirt with your favorite yellow slip-on Vans. You put on some light make up; a thin layer of mascara, touch up your eyebrows then swipe on some highlight down the bridge of your nose, on your cheekbones and over your lips. Lastly, you swipe on some chapstick and nude gloss. You let your hair down to find some of your curls still in tact. Instead of doing it over you simply touch up the unraveled curls then head out the door. As you walk out the parking garage for your building, climb in to your card then shoot Bruno a quick good morning and the address of the coffee house you'd like to show him. When your arrive, your friend Carina comes out from behind the barista counter and greets you. She grins then the two of you hug and she gets back to work wiping down the counter.

"So, breakfast date?"

"Yeah," you say as you shrug your purse back up on your shoulder. "I figured I'd bring him to my favorite place for breakfast on the go."

"You said you want the hidden table in the back right?"

"Yeah," you reply.

"Its ready for you."

"So you never told me," she says setting the rag in her hand aside. "What's his name and what's he like?" You smirk picturing what her face will look like when she sees Bruno.

"You'll see when he gets here. You said it been pretty empty, right?" Carina nods as she glances around.

"Only a few older regulars, student or two but not much." She leans across the counter on her elbows and plants her head in her hands. "Come on you've got to tell me something about him. You've been so secretive, I haven't been able to work magic and guess how he takes his coffee," she whines.

"I actually think you'll have trouble with this one," you reply with a smirk prompting a rolling of the eyes from her. She stand up straight and walks you over to the table you requested. You make sure the back entrance is open and sit and wait. Carina returns with menus and takes sets them down on the table in front of you. You thank her and continue waiting. Just as you start another level of a game on your phone the back door chimes. Bruno enters wear a navy blue button down shirt with a green and black zig-zag print on the shoulders. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and he's wearing black jeans, brown loafers with tassels and a black wide brimmed fedora to match. You stand as he enters and a warm smile breaks across his cheeks. As you embrace him, his arms wrap around you and you feel his warmth sink into your skin. As he lets you go you press your cheek to his and you feel his cheek rise against yours. He draws back and you show him to your table. As you sit he looks you up and down. 

"What?" you inquire. He chuckles and shakes his head; one of his hands resting on the table brushes yours.

"Nothing," he replies still smirking. "You look good. It's great to see you."

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