Violet Eyes

2

Angela waited at the counter, her nails tapping on the wood. Today, she had taken more care in her appearance than usual. In place of her usual gardening clothes, she adorned a pale green sun dress and her hair now lay in a braid down her spine. Whether she was willing to admit it or not, Angela was trying to appear as refined as her artistic customer from the day before.
There was no confirmation that Nyx would return today and yet, nearly as soon as the clock chirped five, the store bell announced her entrance.
"G-good morning, Ms. Nyx!" Angela called out, trying her best to keep her voice steady. Nyx smiled at her, her lips painted a navy blue. Angela felt her heart flutter at the smile and her cheeks warm once again. Nyx walked around the store, sketchpad in hand and eyes skimming the various plants. Her cobalt dress flowed around her legs in such a way that Angela thought that if there was a such thing as goddesses, this was one. 
"May I draw anything?" Nyx didn't make eye contact as she asked, instead bringing her fingertips under the petals of a rose.
"Certainly. You can draw anything in my shop." Angela's voice sounded far calmer than she felt. Her infatuation with this damsel left her stomach in a knot. Nyx turned her blue eyes to Angela again, a small smile on her lips as she did.
"I appreciate that. I rarely get to practice drawing such lovely things." Nyx inclined her head forward in something akin to a bow.
"Anything for you." Angela squeaked, her faux suave dashed away by the regality of this stranger. Nyx smirked, apparently aware of the effect she had on the shop keep, before returning to her silent sketching. Angela found the soft sounds of her heels on the wood and her pencil on the paper to be comforting and was rather disappointed when the clock chirped six. Nyx snapped her sketchbook shut and started out the door without so much as a goodbye.
Without a second thought, Angela called, "Will you return tomorrow?"
Nyx paused, another knowing smile on her lips, "Only if you will have me, Angel."
Then she was gone, leaving Angela wondering if she felt the same warmth in her chest when they locked eyes.