Little cafe

Little cafe

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2 stories in 1 book :D Annies story: underneath a cherry blossom tree sat a girl named annie reading. Next thing she knew a tall buisness man asked to sit next to her. The next day annie notices the tall business man sitting on the same chair he had sat with her the other day. they struck conversation about each other. noticing that annies is hungry the tall buisiness man, Eric decides to take her to lunch.what could Eric really be after? by asking annie out? Saras pov: cassanova falling in love? Sara is lesbian so just dosent care for any serious relationship. sometimes her shortest relationship would last about 10 minutes.Sara works on a bakery with her sister Annie. A buissnes wome comes in and ends up falling asleep in the bakery.Sara decides to ask this woman out. will this be another night stand?
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