Days passed, and I still have those feelings of being dazzled at the same time as feeling nervousness, having a cup of tea at the guest's request.
Uhm...? Sounds to me like, uh... Can't explain too much, but being with her?
I end up speechless, I can't describe the feeling. It's been a week now since I landed this kind of job. I'm not a stripper or a hooker of any sort. Entitled to be a server, but for me, I was wholly blown away to sit down at one of the tables with some random guest.
I mean, technically she's a regular guest.
Except for she's stunningly beautiful, I can't deny it, those ten minutes of my life with her. The stillness between us on the table is screaming beyond.
Luckily, the musician on the stage played their piece, enough to hide the sound of my heartbeat, promising I have almost deafened the sound of it pounding down to my nerves. I was so anxious when she's around, I have no idea, but what is the fuss?Is it because I'm attracted to her? That might be...
The universe is doing a big favor to me; she can't see nor stare back at what's in front of her. It lessens a bit of being cognizant towards her also on my part, but that's the thing: it makes me recoil at the same time overwhelmed too. Her eyes are completely blank; they didn't dilate or even manage to take a glimpse towards any.
The most enthralling about her was that she had green eyes, god knows... the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. I have no issues with staring for long hours and not getting bored seeing her in that kind of state. My curiosity at the back of my head more arises; it starts to wonder.
What happens to her?
* * *
Pedaling my bike alongside the streets, with my full gear bicycle rider on a sweet morning breeze.
Mesmerized by the scenery at a slow pace, heading down while riding my bike. I can't help but notice the kind of experience; I was blown away and astonished at a particular moment I never imagined in my wildest dreams. It was fastened on my brain like a sticky note reminding me again and again, Damn woman, why?
And the manager, James, does the little smile; he even beamed at me some sort of tease, but what does he mean? Why did he behave like that? I'm confused; I don't put any resentment to anything unless other people do notice. Doesn't matter what validation or permission they wanted me to impose, but on the downside, I'm only doing my job. Still, at the end of the day, I'm working hard for myself because no one looked after me but myself.
"Hey! Watch out! You idiot!" Random car driver yelled alongside the streets.
"That was close!" tightly squeeze my hand brakes. Closing my eyes, my heart almost jumps out from my chest. This organ comes off the design to put in-closed rib cages in a human's body because it's a wild, wild human thing. It started making sense, a small sigh, then back my eyes on the road.
Keep going pedaling my bike to clear my mind, head to the nearest boardwalk with a perfect view. Water is clearer like a mirror. I was stunned, a few big classic lamp posts with a bench along the sides facing the water. I maneuvered my bike to reach that parking space for bicycles, then the next thing. Not only that, but I heard a loud bump and toss myself away from my bicycle that gains me a few blemishes and bruises on my arms. Deformed tires, the handbrake cable was broken too, seeing it.
I dust my pants and arms right away since I drifted meters away from my bike. I'd scoot my bike picked and pull back close to search for the damage.
"Hey! " Heard the man shout.
I didn't know what happens, it's like a flash of lightning that knocked. I pulled myself up and went near to check the damage; I think I bumped into a limousine.
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Let it Rain | Orianna | Book1 | WLW
Short Story[Completed] (ShortStory) [women -loving- women] [girlXwoman] I came across a woman, to me, she's different at first sense. I wasn't sure how my existence turns out to be that day. By only gazing at her, I was fallen into my emotions. I couldn't...
