KIIARA
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I was doing well at the cafe. Almost all the regular customers knew me and we would talk about things like their weekend plans and their daughter's wedding.
I was busy but happy.
Recently, my mind has diverted to a special someone with beautiful green eyes.
He's been sneaking into my thoughts more than normal and I'll admit it.
I miss him.
I don't want to say I'm fully ready but I want to talk to him, know how he is and what he's doing.
I finish sending an email and making a customer's coffee, and walk to the back of the coffee counter.
I take out my phone and hover over his number.
Biting my lip, I hesitate to text him.
Kiiara, fuck it. Since when do you overthink texting?
How's it going?
I send the text, my heart whooshing at the same time the text sends.
I stare at the blue bubble, looking for a read sign or 3 dots but I don't get any.
I hear another customer and I help out.
It's not till 30 minutes later that I get a text back.
going well. How are you?
I force myself to wait a minute before texting.
I'm doing good. Just working. How's the.....grey?
Nile: Fine, but not as good without you.
I smile, not that mad that it was a subtle flirt.
I text him while I change out of my clothes and end my shift, going back to the apartment.
Jordan was already home from school, and I give him a kiss and tell him to put his shoes on so I can take him to karate.
I wash my face and change into some comfy clothes, the February air of New York biting and leaving chills.
I tap on my phone screen to see a text from Nile.
Nile: don't read into that
I just meant that it was funner with you here.
Not that...
nvm
I laugh at his nervousness.
Kiiara: relax, I was just ending my shift I wasn't ignoring you.
"Ready!", Jordan comes out and we walk to the karate studio nearby.
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I sit on the benches while Jordan's session goes on. I open up my laptop to complete some college work and text him in between.
What I didn't expect was for him to call me.
It was now 6:30pm, and I knew Nile must be arriving back to his place or already there.
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