Cafe Cappa

by Robin Fate

He looks to be in his early 40’s, with dark eyes and dark brown hair with a little bit of silver coming through on the side; the silver makes him look distinguished and powerful, instead of aging. His face has soft but masculine angles and is completely smooth, not even a hint of 5 o’clock shadow and he is wearing black slacks and gray button up shirt with the top two buttons undone.

I probably wouldn't have realized that I was staring at this guy but for him raising his eyes and looking at me, meeting my gaze from across the room. I quickly look back down at my laptop and start typing away, feeling my face flush with embarrassment.
I sat there, staring hard at my laptop and typing away at my paper, but I wasn't really doing anything. I was just thinking about the curve of the stranger’s jaw, the clean cut of his hair, and that momentary eye contact. I risk another glance at the man only to see him looking at me. I see his face break into a grin before I cuss at myself and look back down at my work.

I can feel myself getting hot and bothered so I quickly cross my legs, as if the stranger might notice my excitement.

13 pages, Kindle Edition

First published April 11, 2015