Dylan
Outside the donut shop I pace back and forth waiting for the day shift to switch over to the night shift and I can see my girl again. Yeah, I said my girl. It doesn't matter that we haven't met yet and that she has no clue who the fuck I am. She will be mine. I check the time on my phone for the millionth time in the past minute. Damn it's only 10:58. Time seems to have slowed down today. Every minute has felt like an eternity. I couldn't stop thinking about my angel. Whenever I closed my eyes I see her honey blonde hair, bright blue eyes and the smile that takes my breath away just imaging it. If I don't see her again soon, I may lose my fucking mind.
The time moves forward and my focus shifts to the kitchen door. My heart is racing in my chest waiting. Watching. Stalking. The door opens and out walks not my angel, but Mickey fucking Deluca. I fucking hate that guy. He's like the lap dog that thinks he's a big dog. Always puffing out his chest and flirting with anything in a skirt like he's god's gift to women. I almost took his arm off one morning when he groped one of the female customers. If he has so much as breathed on my Angel, I'll fucking kill him. I'd be doing the world a favor. I love Mrs. Deluca but her son is a fucking asshat.
Five minutes go by and no sign of her. Did I imagine her? Was I that exhausted that I hallucinated this beautiful angel? No, she has to be real. Someone that perfect has to exist. I'm not moving from this spot until either she shows up or I die. Even then I may not move from where I stand. I don't care how crazy this is or how insane I sound. I'm going to see my angel again.
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