Julianna startled when Eden entered the office to suggest that she go save Harrison. Or the customer. It could have been both honestly. A lift of her shoulders, and a dew dazed blinks as her Converse dropped from the desk and back to the floor with the muffled smack. The spacey business owner had sort of drifted off in the flight of her thoughts as she rotated back and forth slightly in her chair and stared up at the ceiling with her head tilted back. Her phone was still dead.
Pushing herself out of the chair, she grabbed her apron and followed Eden away from the office. She pulled the elastic from her hair. It had dried, but without product the frizzy curls puffed out around her head like some sort of elaborate headdress. She tied the cute apron around her waist, and checked the pockets before washing her hands.
The door separating the back from the counter swung open and Jules stepped out of it, green eyes scanned the nearly empty seats of the coffee shop as she moved towards Harrison and the customer she could hear him speaking to in a less-than-enthused monotone. “Why don’t you let me finish this, Harrison,” she suggested, nudging him out of the space near the register and towards the various machines used to prepare coffees and espresso and teas. She cleared the order that the surly teen had punched into the computer, quick to assume that there would be something wrong with it. “I need three venti caramel chai and a tall blonde for a to-go order.”
She smiled encouragingly at Harrison, who didn’t seem interested as he moseyed off. The brightened expression didn’t fade as she turned to the man standing on the other side of the counter. “Welcome to Dolce,” she greeted as green eyes settled on him. She paused, smile remaining but brow furrowing. There was something caught-off-guard about her expression. The man at the payphone. She hadn’t expected to see him again. She remembered the way he had stood to close to block the wind. How he’d given her quarters in exchange for a date he hadn’t secured.
She thought about the ad, sculpted brows smoothing out.
“It’s you,” she said, and something about it sounded like an accusation. As if to suggest he had managed to find her deliberately. Not that she had been intentionally hiding from him. “From the payphone,” she continued, as if he wouldn’t remember. “You paid for my call.”
Having overheard this, Maeve suddenly found herself very interested in the following conversation.
Pushing herself out of the chair, she grabbed her apron and followed Eden away from the office. She pulled the elastic from her hair. It had dried, but without product the frizzy curls puffed out around her head like some sort of elaborate headdress. She tied the cute apron around her waist, and checked the pockets before washing her hands.
The door separating the back from the counter swung open and Jules stepped out of it, green eyes scanned the nearly empty seats of the coffee shop as she moved towards Harrison and the customer she could hear him speaking to in a less-than-enthused monotone. “Why don’t you let me finish this, Harrison,” she suggested, nudging him out of the space near the register and towards the various machines used to prepare coffees and espresso and teas. She cleared the order that the surly teen had punched into the computer, quick to assume that there would be something wrong with it. “I need three venti caramel chai and a tall blonde for a to-go order.”
She smiled encouragingly at Harrison, who didn’t seem interested as he moseyed off. The brightened expression didn’t fade as she turned to the man standing on the other side of the counter. “Welcome to Dolce,” she greeted as green eyes settled on him. She paused, smile remaining but brow furrowing. There was something caught-off-guard about her expression. The man at the payphone. She hadn’t expected to see him again. She remembered the way he had stood to close to block the wind. How he’d given her quarters in exchange for a date he hadn’t secured.
She thought about the ad, sculpted brows smoothing out.
“It’s you,” she said, and something about it sounded like an accusation. As if to suggest he had managed to find her deliberately. Not that she had been intentionally hiding from him. “From the payphone,” she continued, as if he wouldn’t remember. “You paid for my call.”
Having overheard this, Maeve suddenly found herself very interested in the following conversation.
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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