The quaint bell above the door tinkled and Alice looked up
expectantly as she always did this time of day.
It was him and for once he was smiling. Her heart beat
quicker, even Brad Pitt walking through the door wouldn’t have got a more
visceral reaction.
“The usual or something special, you look very happy today.”
His smile widened, “Just one of those beautiful days, but
just the usual I think.”
Did he just wink at her? She covered her blushes as she
turned to the hissing monstrosity of coffee machine.
She wanted to turn her head round and chat as she worked as
she would with most customers but her fingers were shaking and she had to use
all her powers of concentration to not scold herself.
Turning back to face him with the full cup she went to grab
a lid, her attention wobbled and so did the cup, black liquid slopped over onto
the counter.
She was flustered but he reached for the serviettes at the
same time and their fingers collided, making first contact.
They mopped up the spillage together. He had lovely hands,
she noticed.
“Not to worry.” He said. “At least you didn’t spill any on
my suit. And none on you either?” He looked her up and down, lingering on her
ample curves but she was used to that since the day they first sprung to life.
“Can I tempt you with
anything else? The chocolate muffins are delicious.” Alice tried to think of
anything to entice him to stay and prolong this, their longest conversation
ever.
Sebastian shook his head with a playful smile.
Then he picked up his cup and was on his way to the door, when he
stopped spun round and in an afterthought worthy of Columbo said, “Actually just one
more thing. What are you doing on Friday?”
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