A pair of feet meandered across the courtyard of a dimly lit commercial complex and soon found themselves halted at the entrance of a locally owned coffee shop. It was four past nine on a Friday night and these feet were already aching to retire for a long weekend. The sign on the door read, "Closed."
The barrister, a true picture of athleticism and scholarship, quickened his amble in sight of the gorgeous woman outside his shop. Once he picked up a menu, he strolled over to the door. "I'm sorry! We're open, ma'am. Just one second."
"Thank you," replied a soft voice as the welcoming gentlemen opened the door. "The sign said you were closed!"
"Well, you're our last customer of the evening," her rescuer beamed. "So what can I get for you?"
"Umm, well, first I'd really like to sit down," the new patron replied nervously, glancing down at her long, slender limbs. She was, in fact, exhausted.
"Oh, of course!" blushed the young man. "Right this way." Once she was seated at a table a hat's drop away from his counter, he asked, "What can I get you this evening?"
"What do you recommend?" she rasped while fidgeting with her purse.
"For you? Let me think."
Something sweet for the lady, he thought.
"How about a Raspberry Chai Latte?"
"Sounds nice," she grinned. "May I have that chilled?" she inquired as she loosened her shirt to reveal more of her voluptuous breast.
"Of course." It was hot outside and getting hotter inside every moment she opened those tender lips to speak. "Do you mind if I join you?" he asked.
Surprised by the forwardness of the request, she hesitated.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ...."
"No, it's okay," she offered as he began preparing the drinks. He smiled.
Neither of them knew what to say next. It was if they were both caught in a daze. When the drinks were prepared, he brought them out. He sat hers on the table and stood - drink in hand - waiting for his invitation, convinced she would change her mind.
She laughed. There was this beyond handsome man waiting, at her beckon, complete with the dorkiest grin she had ever seen in her life. He sort of reminded her of the geek who had a crush on her in the sixth grade. But what a sight he was! This fellow was certainly no Bill Gates, Jr. She stared into his pretty green eyes welcomingly. "Sit down!"
He sat down. "Thank you," he smiled, his mouthful of pearly whites shining.
"And what may be your name?" she asked.
He swallowed hard. "I'm Liam, and you?"
"Rayanne."
"Hi," chuckled Liam.
"Hi!"
"Soooo .... " he sighed.
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Rayanne sat patiently with her straw poised between her delicate lips, carefully taking deep, pleasurable sips as the strapping young man in a muscle t-shirt scrambled to finish his sentence.
"Soooo," Liam paused, "Is this your first time here? I've never seen you come in on my shift before."
"Yeah," she nodded. "I'm sort of passing through town on a visit. My family used to live here when I was a kid, but
this
is new."
"Really?" he asked, interested. "I've lived here all my life, but I'm thinking of moving. I graduate from college in May and I already have a job offer in Chicago."
"Chicago?" she asked, somewhat disappointed. "A little far, isn't it? I live about seventy miles north of here on the other side of the river. It's a small town. You probably never heard of it ...."
"Well, hey, I like small towns. After all, look around. We're in one right now." he pointed out. "So where are you staying tonight?"
"Hotel. Two blocks from here on Main St. It's a Best Western, I think. I don't know. My friend made the reservations and handed me the directions in a hurry. She apparently has plans for this evening, which, believe me, I did not know."
"Damn. That sucks," he offered sympathetically. "So she just blew you off like that last moment?"
"Not exactly. She knew I was coming, but I didn't specifically say if it was going to be this weekend or next, and she got mixed up and made other plans. So, here I am."
Liam wanted to ask her to stay at his place, but he was finding it hard to work up the nerve. Perhaps it was time for her to come to his rescue. "So, you're going to be staying at the Best Western tonight. I hear it's pretty nice there."
"Well, I am unless you have a better suggestion," she caught on flirtatiously and quickly downed the rest of her drink with one quick and eager slurp, the sucking noise becoming quite loud as she got to the very bottom of her glass.
He chuckled and smiled. "You can stay at my place, if you'd like. I don't mind sleeping on the couch."
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After the two finished their drinks, Liam closed up shop and they both got into his car sped away to his apartment.