I walk into the coffee, ordering a cup of coffee before heading to work.
I walk out and I bump into someone.
"Sorry!" I say, "let me get some napkins."
I walk inside grabbing some napkins, because I spilt some on the person I bumped into.
I walk outside and he's setting down is hoodie. He's wearing a black flannel.
"Her you go," I say handing him napkins.
"If you want I can buy you a drink or-"
"No, it's okay."
"But I spilt coffee on your hoodie."
"I have about a whole collection of hoodies at home. Trust me. You're fine," he gives me a smile, then speaks. "You're cute,"
I didn't know what to say. "I like your hair,"
"Thank you, come here often?"
"Yeah. Uh-I- here's my card," I hand him my business card and walk away.
•••
"What's with the smile?" asks Luke.
"Oh -I -uh I drank too much coffee," I walk back to my office.
I still wonder why he called me cute. Was it something is it something I wear that made him think I was bisexual.
Emily comes in, "New case."
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