The sound of my cell phone vibrating against the wood of my night stand rattled me awake from my sleep. If I had been dreaming about something it had escaped me. The sheets rustled as I twisted to see who was sending me a string of texts this early in the morning. They were from Alice.
"Movie night starts at 7 tonight"
"Bring some snacks."
"Danielle will be there too, she is bringing dinner"
"Have you gone on your morning run yet?"
I rubbed my eyes and assembled a clear train of thought, this was a lot at once but I texted back.
"Haven't run yet. Want to join me in the lobby in 15 minutes?"
The three dots appeared quickly.
"That works. See you soon."
My hope of a long slow morning disappeared before my eyes, but it was replaced with a new hope, getting to see Alice. I slipped out of bed and started a pot of coffee, I would have to settle for a small cup in time to make it downstairs but that would be enough.
I was putting on my running clothes when memories of last night began crawling into my mind. I hoped to god that I would cross paths again with Cara. She was incredible, so much fun, so smart. It was going to take a miracle to see her again.
I put my shoes on and managed to steal a few gulps of piping hot coffee before having to rush out the door. I headed down the hallway and into the elevator beginning to feel the repercussions of my quick coffee dosage. Pressing the down button I let out a large yawn, I was not ready for this yet, but the doors opened to the lobby and I walked out to find Alice. I found her stretching her quads out.
Fucking hell she looked incredible, and it was only 8:00 AM. I had already seen and felt every part of her but she was too astonishing to not gawk at. She was wearing a sports bra that accentuated her breasts. Her running shorts allowed me to see her toned stomach and her beautiful legs. Her blond hair was in a high pony tail. She looked fierce and beautiful as she turned to face me.
"I said 15 minutes, it's been 20."
"Haha sorry, coffee."
Alice was a bit of a cold and analytical type of person, wait, a bit? No, she was cold and analytical, but she had a warm interior.
She let out a faint smile. I pulled up next to her to stretch out my legs and warm up my voice, "How did you sleep?"
"Ok...Not as good as the other night."
I smiled at the memories of our night together, "Hmm, maybe I can help with that tonight?"