Chapter Seventeen

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"Sorry miss, I wasn't watching where I was going." William chuckled slightly.

"No, I'm the one who should apologize, I bumped into you and spilled your coffee on you. Please let me buy you a new one."

He looked up from where he'd been drying his shirt with a napkin and saw the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on.

Her honey brown eyes took his breath away and he just stood there speechless, at the beauty before him.

"Hi, I'm Hope." She smiled and Will had to check if he was still breathing.

Quickly snapping out of it, he extended his own hand to meet her already outstretched one.

"I'm Will, nice to meet you, Hope." He smiled and he saw a light blush dust her cheeks and it made him blush too.

"Would you like to have a drink with me?" A look of genuine surprise crossed her features at his request.

"You sure? I'm a bit clumsy, I could end up spilling your drink again."

"I don't mind." She smiled at his words again and his heart nearly beat right out of his chest.

They took their seats and enjoyed their morning coffee.

"So where do you work?"

"I work as an accountant for an advertising company, Logar."

"Yeah, I've heard of them, pretty great company."

"Yeah..." William took a sip of his coffee and just stared at her, albeit subtly of course.

"Where do you work?" He asked.

"Well, I'm fresh out of college and am still looking for a job." Hope answered dropping the cup on her napkin.

"I know the struggle." They both chuckled.

They talked at length.

They both realized that they connected so much that they had to meet again.

They both exchanged numbers and agreed to meet the following week.

On Friday night, Will came to pick her up.

She didn't live too far away, although you still needed a car to get there.

William wouldn't lie to himself, he thought about her the entire week, especially when he was alone. He kept counting the days till he see her again.

William knocked on the door—his body a bunch of nerves.

He looked pretty good and had just decided to throw out his glasses for a pair of contacts.

He didn't know how it looked on him, but he hoped he looked good.

The door opened and time froze for him.

His heart was barely being restrained by his ribs. He's never felt this way before, not for anyone and they'd only just met.

He exhaled.

Hope had a dazed look in her eyes and she couldn't stop the hysterical thumping in her chest.

"You're here." She breathed. William already looked breathless with his glasses but without them, her heart was about ready to give up.

He smiled.

"I brought you these." He brought some roses out from behind him shocking her.

Her eyes lit up and he saw the galaxies.

"I didn't know which ones you prefer, do you like them?"

She took them from him.

"I love them. Thanks, Will." Hope leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.

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