Won't You Pick Up?

"You are one eye-catching man, Mr.Barista. Would you fancy blessing my phone with your number?"
"You got it. Caramel latte with extra whipped cream, coming right up."
"That IS the order I want, but Mr. Barista, what I want more is for you to call me."
"Oh, I'll definitely call you."
"Really? You will?"
"To collect your order from the counter, sir. Please wait patiently."
"There you go, deflecting again! We're not done until you finally ring me up, Winter. Mark my damn words."
The barista turned and walked back to the counter, smooth as ever, leaving his flustered customer behind. But, unbeknownst to the persistent man, Winter's lips had curled into the faintest smirk, the tiniest hint of a smile betraying the fact that maybe, just maybe, he didn't mind the chase.
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21-year-old Colin Hart has a crush -
And it's massive!
At first, it seemed rather simple: just be his usual charming self, and the object of his affection would fall for Colin within a heartbeat.
But this time? Not so simple. The reason?
It is because Colin's "target" is none other than 26-year-old Winter Reyes, the barista at his favorite café, who is the living embodiment of cold beauty.
Winter always seems so unbothered, unattainable, and just so far away...
Nothing seems to faze that man, and who is Colin if he is not the kind of guy to chase after a challenge?
All he wants now is a ring - not on his finger, but from Winter's phone!
Will he ever get a call? Only time will tell.
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NONE OF THE ILLUSTRATIONS USED IN THIS STORY ARE BY ME. THEY ARE FROM PINTEREST, AND I USED THEM TO BRING MY STORY TO LIFE.