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The elevator door opened, I stepped on and pulled my phone out. I shot him a text then shoved it back into my purse. When the elevator doors closed back, I observed myself once more in the mirrored doors. I wore an orange long-sleeved tee, grey biker shorts, and grey and orange Air Max 97's. I'd co-washed in the shower so my hair was slightly damp hanging down my back. It was a risky move to make with the temperature beginning to drop as October came to an end.
Once on the ground floor, I hastily walked out of the lobby to the parking lot. My phone began to vibrate again, and this time I reached for it. "Gio, I'm on my way. I'm sorry I overslept."
"No, it's okay. There was an accident on the highway, so I just got here. Be careful on your way here."
"I will. Can you order for me? I want their French toast with a side of home fries. Any drink will work just make sure to get a cup of water too. No ice in either."
"Alright. See you when you get here."
I climbed inside of my car, sitting my phone in the cupholder and my purse in the passenger seat. I brought the engine to life and immediately backed out of the parking space.
It took about thirty minutes for me to arrive due to the area's traffic. As I approached the Café's door, I could see Giovanni sitting on the left end, in the back. I opened the door causing the bell to sound. Gio glanced over his shoulder and shot me a smile. I walked over to him to see that he was in the middle of a phone call. He puckered his lips for a kiss. I gave him a kiss before taking a seat across from him.
"Korin just got here so I'll talk to you later, Ma... Love you too." he set his phone down and smiled at me again. "I like when your hair's damp. You look like a wet poodle."
I rolled my eyes, "I thought you were going to say something cute but no. You call me a wet dog. How romantic."
"You do, but a cute one."
"Yeah, whatever. Did you go by the barbershop?" I reached over and ran my hand over his waves.
"Nah I gave myself an edge. Why you ain't tell me I was out here looking rough? I woke up and couldn't believe what I was seeing."
