I brought his black coffee to his table in the corner. There he sat in darkness and solitude.
He looked up at me with his gorgeous blue eyes to nervously ask what my name was. Rose I said. Like the color of your cheeks when you smile he told me. My cheeks turned a dark shade of rose, knowing that he paid attention to me.
My stomach fluttered with butterflies for the rest of the day, especially when I saw his quick glances at me.
Knowing that I was important enough to distract him from his book, made me feel lovely.
Luke made me feel special.
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Cold Coffee
Fiksi RemajaEvery morning most people around the world will begin their day with coffee. Some drink gourmet; others a cheap cup. That is why I love working at an old coffee shop. Although there's not an abundance of customers, it is my favorite place. Every p...
