I wrote this for my Mr. Mystery Man. You know, that special someone who will have my heart in the future. These are the various thoughts I tend to think and the questions I have for him.
He chuckled and grabbed the coffee. He put it in her basket and cleared his throat. "Thanks. I appreciate it." She said and started to walk away. He grabbed her elbow and she halted to a stop. "Yes?" "I'm sorry," He answered. "I never got your name." He held out his hand for her to take. "Oh. My...
