As the crowds fizzle out, I am the only one left in the shop. I lean against the counter and take a deep breath. I allow my eyes to fall closed for a moment and I imagine myself far away from the coffee shop and far away from this minimum wage job. My eyes snap open at the sound of a throat clearing.
“Miss?” An intensely masculine voice pulls my eyes upwards.
He is tall. Really tall. And muscled. His suit is very well tailored and I can tell that under his clothes he is toned.
His tie matches his deep grey eyes.
I blink and quickly put on a smile. “Hi! What can I get for you?”