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Coffee and secrets

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This is my first story. Please comment, I will appreciate the feedback. I hope you enjoy it :)It was a warm day. In Britain, notorious for it’s dreary weather, that meant that everyone was jumping at the opportunity to shed some layers. Men were sporting loose shorts and baring their chests to the magnificent sun god. Women were wearing the shortest and tightest of shorts and skirts and the strappiest of tops while flirtatiously licking ice-creams which melted and dribbled over their fingers.I was more modestly dressed, as usual, in t-shirt and jeans. My long dark hair fell in a curtain around my narrow shoulders, partially hiding my face from passing half-naked men with protruding stomachs and loud voices.I loved the sun though. It’s heat caressed my bare arms and face, relaxing me at the same time as I felt a tingle of excitement to be young and alive in this beautiful and intense world. The light made the greens of the trees so vivid, the red sign of a white walled caf é so enticing. The rich smell of coffee diffused through the warm air to meet me and I found myself drawn in.I was greeted with a sweet smile from the doe-eyed creature behind the counter as she offered help in honey tones. As I waited for my coffee to be poured and a particularly gorgeous slice of chocolate cake to be served, I absorbed the atmosphere of this little place. A gentle clamour of conversation fell about me. A couple to my right was sitting by the window, tracing hearts on each other’s faces with their gaze. A mother chided her children for making a mess of their clothes with smears of cake down their fronts and all about their cheeky grins. I took my cake with a smile and a word of thanks and went to sit at the end of the counter. Sipping my coffee I took in a young man sitting alone at a table, staring outside. He had a head of floppy auburn hair through which his hazel-green eyes gazed. His slim body was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt with a red tie printed on the front under a silky black waist coat. He had high cheekbones bahis şirketleri and a beautiful feminine mouth, his lips pale pink and full. His tapered fingers pressed a mug of steaming liquid to them and I found my lips opening in appreciation as his parted to let the coffee slip through. I decided that, rather than gawping at the beautiful creature like an idiot, I would pluck up some courage on this fine day and actually speak to him. I crossed the short distance and stood beside his chair, waiting for him to invite me to sit. He continued to stare out the window. I said hello to make sure he noticed me but still he just stared away from me. I finally just sat down in front of him uninvited and he eventually dragged his gaze around to my face. I had to hold back a gasp as I felt the full effect of this boy’s beauty. I held it back because I was annoyed at his rudeness and the arrogant smirk that twisted his beautiful slim features. After a moment where his eyes scanned me as if noting numerous imperfections in my appearance, he asked me quietly but with the treacle sound of sarcasm veiled in the question,”Is there something that you want?.” I wondered why I had bothered. People this beautiful don’t know how to be nice. Well, now that I had made the effort I wasn’t about to let him shoo me away as if I weren’t worthy of his attention. So with equal sarcasm, I responded “World peace, isn’t that what everybody wants?” I saw surprise flutter across his eyes before the corners of those beautiful lips turned up in the briefest flicker of a smile. “Of course,” he replied, “that is what we all want. But what is it that you want from me?” The directness of the question made heat flush my face. I scrunched my nose up, wondering why I was still bothering with this rude male, and pointed out that he was all alone and looked as if he might enjoy some company. “I am perfectly happy to be by myself,” he said but as my eyes dropped to my hands in embarrassment he added quietly “but you may sit with me if you wish.” bahis firmaları “Wow, thanks,” I thought, “how kind of you.” But still, I didn’t move. “My name is Clarissa,” I told him.”I’m Robin,” he replied.”That suits you, with the colour of your hair,” I said grinning. Almost involuntarily he gave a small smile in response, “I guess it does.””So how has your day been?” I said, cringing inside at how mundane the question was.”Well, I expect I have been doing much the same thing as the majority of people in the country today, enjoying the glorious sunshine” He said this in rather a dry way, as if he had disdain for such a simple response and resented being the same as everyone else in this way but I could see the glimmer beneath his dark lashes that told me his enjoyment of this day was as genuine as my own. I smiled at his attempts to hide himself from me and he gave me a curious look, trying to match my response to his words and understand what I was thinking.I thought it might make for more interesting conversation to reveal those thoughts in a way so I said to him, “You don’t like to give yourself away, do you? You hold your thoughts close.” He smiled at this but his eyes were dark as he said with a nonchalant flick of his wrist, “Insightful words from a critical stranger. I find that most people don’t deserve the effort of revelation.””No, that’s not it,” I said, pleased to see that this surprised him. “I think that you are afraid that if you reveal too much of yourself, people won’t like what they see. You have this air of arrogance about you but it actually hides insecurities that the more you give of yourself, the more you will be hurt when that happens.” I had a tone of self-deprecating mockery with a little sarcasm as I said this because I didn’t want to be seen as a total nosey twit but I knew that what I was saying was true. “You’re right” he said simply, his eyes fixed on mine. I shivered at this unexpected sincerity. And then again at his prolonged gaze. He continued to stare at me as kaçak bahis siteleri if I were a strange creature that he had never seen before. It made me nervous, my breathing sped a little and I felt my face flush with heat. “That blush looks beautiful on you” he said softly. I finally wrenched my gaze away from his piercing green stare before I actually burst into flame but as my eyes travelled down they caught on his beautiful mouth. His lips looked so soft. For a moment my whole body and mind was entirely consumed by the thought of touching them. He broke the silence and said shortly, “I have to leave now. It was nice meeting you,” and he got up to leave, his eyes on the floor, avoiding me.A sudden feeling gripped me that this poor boy was hiding a lot of pain. I knew that it was my fault for probing his closed off self so I chased after him outside and grabbed at his wrist. “I’m sorry, I’m a nosey cow, are you alright? I didn’t mean to upset you with all that psycho-babble shit.” He wrenched his hand away from mine and raised it to cover his eyes, “I’m fine, I must leave.”As he started to turn I said in a small voice. “I’m sorry, please don’t leave.” He looked back at me, his green eyes suddenly fierce and bright. They bored into mine and then grazed over my mouth. He shivered violently and took two long steps toward me till I could feel his breath on my cheek. Then he did what I had been fantasising about since I first saw him. He leaned down the couple of inches of height difference and pressed those heart-achingly beautiful lips to mine. There was something violent and painful about the way he kissed me, as if he were doing something forbidden but had no power to stop himself. He gripped my shoulders hard but with shaking hands as he wrapped his full lips around mine. After a moment the kisses became softer and shorter. His composure returned and he stepped back, releasing my shoulders. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.And then he ran. I chased after him, calling his name. I couldn’t leave him in this state. He was clearly upset. I ran further than I have ever done in my life. My legs were becoming weak and I was dripping with sweat. Just as I decided that I could run no further, Robin stopped at a door and collapsed against it.

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