I would pass by a cafe on my way to work everyday, they serve the best breakie and unbelievably aromatic coffee. Initially, it was this alluring smell (of coffee beans) that convinced me to have breakfast at this cafe.
Naturally, I became a regular customer.
Many friends of mine associated my caffeine addiction to the good-looking rugged guy who makes the coffee. I will admit, he is very cute, too cute that I fear its unnatural.
Everyday when I pass the cafe, we would smile at each other as a sign of politeness to a stranger. After a few times, his gesture was enhanced by a quick wink of an eye or a simple hello, how are you.
One afternoon, I was in a hurry to grab a quick sandwich and make a run to complete my errands for the day...he surprised me with not only a wink, but said something to me which had the words beautiful...gorgeous...princess in one sentence.
I stood there all blushed. Stared at him when he looked away and stared at my wallet when he turned back.
I grabbed my toasted sandwich and made a run for it before I had a chance to make a fool of myself!
As I walked away...i kept reminding myself...and repeating this phrase..."He is married and has cute one two month old baby..."
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