Previously on Move– Read Chapter 1 HERE
Liam attempts to walk casually into a nearby quaint coffee shop.
She’s been here, he knows this. His eyes scan the room, searching for a glimmer of hope. Searching for her chocolate colored eyes.
Just because she’s been here before, doesn’t mean she’s a regular- nor does it mean she’ll be here today, one can only hope that coincidence is on my side, Liam, thinks.
Yes. You Facebook stalked Liam. You sunk low my friend, he thinks loudly as he gets in line to order something. Guess when you want something bad enough, you’ll do just about anything…
“Next,” the barista says as she smiles up at Liam.
“Hello, good afternoon,” he replies with a smile.
“Afternoon. What can I get you?”
“I will have (his eyes scan the menus posted on the walls behind her) the turkey club on rye, a bottle of water, and a regular small coffee.”
“You got it,” she says punching it into her register as she places the order slip on a conveyer line for the cook to read.
“That’ll be $15.72”
Liam reaches for his wallet.
Walking away from the counter, Liam heads towards a table in the far corner to set himself up.
Strategic placing of course- from here I can see the span of the entire room, and there is a perfect view of the door, in case anyone rather interesting happens to come walking through, he thinks.
Liam begins eating his sandwich as he flips through his phone emails, replying to a few here and there.
Every now and again the door would open and his head would impulsively lift and look over.
No sign of his brunette beauty. Damn it, he thinks. This whole stalking thing is harder than I thought, he thinks, jokingly.
Liam checks his watch and starts to collect his garbage.
Lunch breaks always flew by for him.
Sadly, it’s back to the office, he thinks. I could wait here watching for her, forever.
Just then the door opens and in she walks. Her walk more of a stride, No a saunter. Her hips swaying from left to right. Her tight pink dress fitting her in the best possible way. Only some things someone who was intently watching could pick up on.
Liam freezes. His eyes glued.
Wow, she’s even sexier, the second time around, he thinks.
Aria steps up to the counter.
Liam cocks his head to the side, admiring a certain Latin enhanced part of her body. Internally and externally Liam blushes, knowing he’s usually a more discreet man.
“Hey Lynn,” she says with a smile at the barista.
“Aria sweetie, there you are! We were wondering if you switched coffee spots on us!”
“Are you kidding me! No one makes a better cup of coffee than you! It’s just work and school have just been crazy, I’ve literally been working, eating, dancing, sleeping. ”
Liam’s ears perk up to listen. Her voice like an electric jolt to his heart strings. Definitely striking some chords for sure.
School? She can’t still be in college? He thinks. Can she? Liam scolds at himself, mentally.
His eyes look her over as he sits back down in his seat for a beat, pretending to answer more emails.
Liam’s gaze intensifies.
Aria walks to a table across from him and sits, she takes out a book and starts to read and she sips on her iced coffee, her muffin nearby for picking.
Liam’s heart begins to race, his palms starting to perspire.
He loosens his tie, as he leans back in his seat, his eyes not missing a beat. Admiring the fine art before him.
Watching her -she sweeps her hair to the left side, she props her chin up with her arm as she reads.
Her manicured fingers flip through the pages effortlessly as her brow furrows, then her lips curve into a smile as she continues reading.
Every movement more perfect then the last, he thinks.
Liam wants so badly to just walk over and talk to her.
But he knows how it would come off. Stalker.
So he waits, he watches, gathering evidence.
Next time it’ll be different, he thinks.
Until then, love, he thinks, as he gets up- exiting the coffee shop, his future feeling more colorful then usual.
TO BE CONTINUED…
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hey readers! I realize this chapter took a while to get up and it is on the shorter side, and that’s mostly because I’m a little stuck when it comes to this story. I have so much in mind for the middle of the story but the beginning has been difficult to start. I’ve been avoiding and I don’t want to get in that rut. So I do apologize for the delay and I apologize if this is not my best chapter, but I think we’re just setting the stage, we’re just getting started here people. There’s been a lot going on in my life and also when it comes to Short Story posts, they take some time to write and get up and I’ve just been posting other things that take a little less time to “produce.” You may have also noticed my posting schedule has been kind of all over the place lately, again- I do apologize. I am going to really try and get back into a Monday/Thursday schedule this Summer. And I really would like to make some fun changes this Summer, let’s hope we can get some of them done! xo-Michelle Leigh
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