The Mafia Queen's Little Prince

CHAPTER 5: To the moon and never back

Luna's POV

8:24 am, Wednesday

as I walked towards the cashier to place my order, I saw the most beautiful blue eyed dog I have ever seen. My internal squeals could be heard miles away.

normally at this time, there would be a line because of the morning rush. So I had to wait for my turn.

As the line slowly moved, I started petting the very very cute dog.

I should buy one though. It wouldn't be so bad to have a companion. Someone who will be right by my side and can be the source of my happiness.

While I was too deep in thought, I didn't realize I was already next in line. And so I started looking at the menu.

I wanna make a change for once.

Maybe instead of just black coffee I should add some cream?

nah that's too much.

Americano it is. And maybe some donuts. yum.

"Hello ma'am, welcome to Jaquez's cafe. May I take your order?" the cashier asked as his piercing honey colored eyes stared back at me through his thick glasses.

Oh, a newbie.

This will be fun.

"Umm.." I hummed as if I were still undecided in choosing what coffee I should order.

"uh ma'am?" he persisted as I took too long on my decision.

I finally spoke, "Yeah, I'll take one. I'll take you to go." I said as I gave him one of my killer smiles and a wink.

Quickly noticing that my sudden comment has made the boy flustered.

I can tell I wrapped this precious boy around my finger.

Phoenix's POV

8:36 am, Wednesday

"yeah I'll take one, I'll take you to go."

shit

*13 minutes ago*

Since it was my first time doing the morning shift, I was overwhelmed at how much people entered the shop.

Well at least I'm distracting myself from being mopey and sad. My father would be so proud.
Because I finally told my lazy ass to get up from that comfortable bed.

As I handled the role of taking orders and doing the 'hello, welcome, may I take your order' stuff, which was probably embedded in my mind ever since I started training for the job.

My attention was soon stolen by the lady in black.

woah

*present time: 8:37 am, Wednesday*

I could feel my face burning up.

Shit this is embarrassing, quick flirt back

Wow phoen, "flirt back". This will totally not back fire.

"S-sure, me of e-enough more of the coffee or t-tea?"

translation: coffee, tea, or more of me?

Yeah, this is why I'm still a virgin.

Okay how did I mess that up?

She softly chuckled, luckily she was the last in line so she wasn't holding up anything.

"Hey lover boy! Stop flirting around and help me, will'ya?"

"Y-yeah just a sec!" thank God.

I quickly looked back at her and gave her a smile.

"So, have you decided what to order?" or you could take me instead. I'm available.

"yeah, I'll order one americano and a donut to go." She said with her angelic voice.

What the hell is going on with me today?

As she payed for her order, and watched her as she sat at the far right  corner of the cafe. I went on to assist the customers that came before her and I gave them their coffees and correct orders.

And as I do so, her order was finally made and I had to give it to her.

An idea suddenly popped in my head.

Write your number on it

I was hesitant at first but like, what's the worst that could happen?

My palms where sweating as I went on to write my number.

I tried so hard not to spill it or smudge the text so that it was still readable.

And as I picked it up I remembered that she also ordered donuts. So I placed it down at the counter and  took the donut out of the glass panel where snacks and packed drinks are placed.

After placing the donut in the paper bag, I picked up her coffee.

Oblivious of the fact that I held the wrong side of the cup where the writing was.

I went to her table and gave her the coffee and donut, and thanked me for giving her her order.

Well it is my job though, but never mind.

After that I went back to the counter, where I belonged.

Since there were no new customers, I pulled out my notebook and started reviewing for my calculus exam.

But as I do so, I noticed a black smudge on my hand. At first I was confused as to where it came from. And then it hit me.

"Hey fucker, whatcha reading?" My coworker, Jammal, asked as he lightly punched me in the arm.

I disregard his presence and stared at my hand that I used to carry her drink. Where a black smudge of ink was left from the writings on the cup.

Fuck ._.