Her facial expression was very gentle.
His facial expression was very sincere.
“Do you always get the caramel frappuccino with two extra shots, two extra pumps, two sweet and lows and one pump of white mocha and one pump of french vanilla?”
She nodded again, as she sipped on her drink.
“I thought I was strange, cause I always got that, but when I saw you get that same thing, I knew their was something special about you.”
Her facial expression change, when he said special.
“I’m sorry to talk your ear off, but I wanted to know would you be interested in a lunch date with me?”
Her facial expression changed from gentle to confusion.
“Why me?” she whispered.
He looked at her with confusion.
“Because you seem like your special. I’ve only seen you every Tuesday and Thursday, at 9am, and every time I see you, I can’t stop thinking about you.”
She started to shake a little bit.
“Are you okay?”
He grabbed onto her hand and she stopped shaking.
She didn’t know what to do, so she blurted out her answer.
“YES!”