"I know you said you come here often but how come I've never seen you before?" He asked. I looked at him and thought of what to say. "Maybe it's not that you haven't seen me just that you didn't care to look." I answered him just as playfully as I awaited his reaction.

I got a reaction alright. A smirk and a smile. The kind that got any girl's life upside down and mind on overload.

"Maybe you're right but still you may be wrong. It is possible that I may have lost hope. If I knew you were out there I never would have stopped looking." He said with a genuine smile. I found his words truthful and I believed him.

Just like that I believed him.

I said nothing in returned. He reached for his cup and raised it to his lips. He parted his lips ever so slightly to drink. I took my eyes away from him to focus on something else other than him.

We sat there talking even shared laughs for a few minutes and then his phone rang. It was not my initial intention to listen in but I overheard them(him and the caller)say something about a pack in his conversation. It came from the caller. And my curiosity was awakened. Not that it was sleeping or anything. And due to that same curiosity and me being me, I decided to ask him about it.

I was no busy body. I just wanted to ask.

"So you train dogs?" The question flew out of my mouth but I was also curious. I would have totally understood if he didn't wanna tell me. I was kind of getting in his personal space. "Not exactly. But you could put it like that." He said with an amused smirk and as his lips curved even more it became a smile.

He may have smiled but his eyes told me something. Not to push the topic any further. And like the good girl that I was I stopped.

He had not said anything ever since the call ended and I said nothing as well. And all through the silence that was surprisingly not as awkward as my head told me it was he was looking out the window at the stars. I could only study-look at him for soo long before it was called staring.

I kept my head down and eyes on the cup infront of me. It was almost empty.

As the silence continued to my dismay I decided to play with the cup,running my finger around the top of the cup. After an intense stare from him I raised my head and reached for the cup and took a sip. The last sip on my delicious coffee.

His eyes kept staring daggers at me. It felt like he was searching for something,scrutinizing my being. I tensed involuntarily.

How intense can this guy's stare get?

"Is there something on my face?" I asked after finding my supposedly 'lost' voice. His stares make me insecure,more than I already was. They make it worse.

"No...on the contrary there is that something that-" He cut himself off. The excitement was evident but it went as soon as it came. It felt like I had imagined it all and maybe I had. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came. I repeated the same thing about two or more times.

Something in me wished he could have continued. Could have said it. And that something in me was telling me that it would have been the best thing I would have ever loved in life.

"Something that?" I probed. I was utterly confused at the whole thing ever since it started.

First he went to my house three days prior. Second he came to my table,uninvited might I add and we were talking nicely apart from the occasional silences and intense stares. And now all a sudden he was cutting himself off.

But still I enjoyed the moment for as long as it could last.

However the moment didn't last very long because I had to leave.

"We'll talk again tomorrow . I have to get going and somewhere to be." I said getting off the chair.

If tomorrow ever comes for us.

And now there is an 'us' . Don't get ahead of yourself Scar. You two can never be.

My conscious more rational site said and it was right.

"Are you free tomorrow?...or anytime this week?" He asked hesitantly .

Was he asking me out?

I mentally giggled.

"Tomorrow yes not too sure about the rest of the week." I said truthfully.

"So that means I'll be seing you again tomorrow right?"

"Yeah!"

"What time do you gett off?" He asked and I gave him a blank stare. "At work." He specified.

Of course he meant work. What else could he have meant by it.

I mentally scolded myself for not thinking fast enough.

"Oh. At eight."

"And your name?"

My eye brows furrowed in confusion.

"What about it?"

"What it is. What I mean is you still haven't told me your name?"

"Oh." Was all I could say. After all this time we had sat there we still had not exchanged names.

"That's because you never asked." I smiled to hide my embarrassment of the situation. "I will tell you tomorrow. If we do happen to meet." I said the last part under my breath. I was mostly saying it to myself.

"Then tomorrow it is. Bye my queen." He said a little too excited. That was my cue to go and I giggled all the way to the door.

He had called me his queen. Maybe there is hope for him and I. I thought,remembering to leave the 'us' this time around.

I got home to find Anastasia sprawled on the sofa with a bowl full of popcorn on the tea table. As soon as I got 5 feet close to the popcorn she sat up. Sitting up right and reached for the bowl before I could get to it.

We there for 20 minutes eating popcorn then both got up to make food. Which was salad and a sandwich but I couldn't bring myself to eat it. I was hungry don't get me wrong but I just couldn't swallow the thing after the one bite I had taken from it. My mind kept wondering to that guy and if he had eaten. But the oddest of all my thoughts was when I continuously kept picturing him and I together. It was a good site to see but for someone as perfect and hot as him to see something in me that they found attractive was impossible.

I offered the food to Ana who gladly took them and finished it in one bite. It was just one sandwich.

"I swear to you girl if you don't eat you'll die." She teased but her words held truth. I shrugged. I had nothing to say.

After saying good night to Ana, I went to my room for a quick shower.

I took there on the slightly elevated floor and looked out at the wood still wrapped in a towel and nothing else underneath. I saw two glowing things in the woods. They looked like light bulbs.

I went into Ana's room but not before knocking and her giving me permission to enter. She was laying on the bed wearing only a lacy red thong, video chatting her boyfriend.

The embarrassment quickly crawled it's way to my face and I turned as red as a tomato in an instant. In that moment I forgot what it was I came to tell her. She made me talk to boyfriend. I waved a quick 'hi' and literally ran out the room.

"That was something." I said in a low voice and heaved a long sigh.

I am NEVER going through that again.

I promised myself going into my room.

I went into the bathroom and returned with a bottle of body lotion. I applied it to my body and went into the closet to retrieve my panties. I was not planning on going to sleep naked. I picked one of my regular panties that was white in color. It was one of those that I had hidden from Ana.

I looked out into the woods were I had seen the bulbs and they were still on. Closing the curtains,I chose to think nothing of then and went to sleep.

I dreamed of what could have been between Steve and I. That I would have have lost my virginity to him that day. The day he betrayed me. To remember that I had made up my mind. That he was the one,the love of my life or so I thought.

I woke up to something that was screaming. Only opening one eye I saw what it was. Though my vision was blurry I saw what it was,my alarm clock. That piece of shit caused one hell on a noise. I desperately wanted to throw it into the wall and go back to sleep but I couldn't. I had to get to work.

I got out of bed groaning and cursing. I took a quick shower and went to work.

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Finally it was time to go home. I went to the cafè like usual. A part of me was expecting that guy to walk in through the door and that resulted in me checking the door every 5minutes. I waited and he didn't show.

Tomorrow turned into a week and every day of that week I went into the cafè in hope of seeing him. And every day I came back disappointed.

The disappointment was not directed at him but at myself. I was let my guard down in that one day that I met him. I allowed myself to be fooled and lied to. It was disappointing and it angered me.

Finally! I thought you would never come. Oh friday my best friend!

I celebrated in my head. That meant that tomorrow was movie night and I was choosing the movie.

I started my routine was the same. It was always the same thing. Wake up,take a quick shower and go to work. Except for Sundays,unless there was an emergency at the hospital.

I didn't dare tell Anastasia about it. About the guy. About why I was suddenly moody and totally out of it. There was nothing to tell anyway.

The first few hours of the day went by a blur. That was until a patient walked into my office. It was a girl. She looked to be about 15years of age,more or less, and she was in distress. According to her,She was considering having sex with her boyfriend and above that she had a broken glass in her finger. She had got it while picking up pieces on a broken liquor bottle that belonged to her father ,while trying to steal it.

I asked the routine questions. Are you sure about it? Is he forcing you? And stuff like that. It was a really quick but funny section and she promised to stay off liquor bottles for two weeks but that was a far fetched lie ofcourse.

And from then on it continued to be a blur. A uneventful day that went by so slow was over. It was finally time to knock out , after what felt like decades of checking up on patients that were way too enthusiastic to see me. But sadly the same couldn't be said about me.

Normally after work,I would walk to the cafè or drive there if I went to work in my car and get a coffee. Then After, I would drive home or get a cab in cases were by I didn't take by car

I got out of the big building to find a car waiting not too far from the stairs that lead to the big automatic door of the building.

It didn't happen often. To find a car waiting on the front the building. They just waited in the packing lot.

I excused the thought that it might have been waiting for me since Ana was me and she had left on the other side of the building and I didn't bring mine and there were no valet at the hospital so...

The car was a black KIA new edition. I didn't really know the name but It was beautiful on the outside and clean. I admired the car as I made my way to walk behind with Anastasia close behind but only to be stopped in my tracks by a voice. Ana became rigid and her body tensed.

The voice was authoritative and strong. Like the person it belonged to was someone in power,someone that held some power.

It sounded familiar like I once heard it before and I tried by all means possible to remember but nothing came to mind.

"You will tell me what happened tomorrow...or better yet call me." She said squilling next to me. She had relaxed and she was happy and squilling my heart was trying to burst out of my chest.She took a glance at the guy and mouthed "Every ditail." As she walked away leaving me there. She didn't walk she literally ran away.

"A true friend indeed." I said sarcastically in my head.

It was the guy from that day. The one that made me get my hopes up without even trying. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out and it was left open. I couldn't close it.

I was instructed to get in the car and due to my sudden lack of words I did as order. The car was more than comfortable and beautiful. The Windows were tinted and that made them look black. I was certain no one could see anything from outside. The seats were leather and had butt warms. My butt was not cold but it did get warmed up. He started the car and drove off.

The only reason I got in it in the first place was because Ana had whispered something to me. Something about the guy being nice and that she knew him.

It was obvious she knew. Why else would he just go to our house.

what surprised me most was that we weren't going to the cafè but somewhere else.

To get to the cafè he had to make a short left at the shoe shop opposite the Lewis jewellery shop but instead made a hard right at the boutique owned by Noah. A very serious but kind old man. He always wanted to make me buy something or he would just give it to me instead. He would keep telling me about how much I reminded him about his first love. "Her name was Rose." He said with a smile. An adorable sweet smile.