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He stepped ahead of me to the door and caught it, opening it for two older ladies to step inside. “After you, please,” he said to them.
Okay.
He was hotandhad manners? Had I encountered a unicorn?
The older ladies thanked him profusely, and one gave him a grandmotherly pat on the arm.
“Now you’re just showing off,” I said to him, pausing before I walked into the coffee shop.
Hot Guy chuckled and followed me in. “I’d ask if it’s rare to meet a man with manners, but, well. I have friends.”
I dipped my chin and laughed quietly. “Not quite as polite as you, then,” I said quietly.
“What can I order you? You could go and see if you could clean your coat a little.”
“Oh, good idea.” I paused. “Just a regular coffee, please.”
“Sugar?”
“Just the one. Thank you.”
“I’ll wait for you by the collection point just over there.”
I nodded and stepped out of line, heading towards the restrooms. The women’s toilet was thankfully empty, and I stepped up to the sink, put my phone in my bag which I then set down, and looked at myself in the mirror.
My cheeks were flushed pink, and I knew that wasn’t just from the chilly weather.
Phew.
Of course I’d have to walk into someone outside, and of course it would be someone as good looking and kind as this guy was.
I leant closer to the mirror and gently pressed on the corners of my eyes. They’d watered at some point during the collision, and I had tiny little black spots where the mascara had dampened on my outer lashes and dried on my skin.
What a mess I was.
I pulled some paper towels from the dispenser by the sinks and patted down my coat as best I could. It didn’t do much good—I’d already waited too long, and the material was more damp than wet. Thank God for the waterproof liner inside the coat or I’d be soaked to the skin.
All I succeeded in doing was getting little bits of wet tissue all over myself. I picked off the worst of them, brushed it with my sleeve, and picked my phone back out of my bag. I had two messages from Amber, so I opened them.
AMBER: I’m sure he didn’t mean to do me up the bum. It was an accident.
AMBER: Are you in the library or did you get hit by a bus?
I frowned.
ME: I was about to reply to you and walked into a guy. Literally walked into him.
AMBER: This sounds like you’re at the cinema. I did that once. Smacked someone with those heavy doors.
ME: I wish. Neither of us were watching where we were going and collided. I’m covered in tea and coffee.
AMBER: Oops. Was he hot?
ME: The hottest. He’s replacing my drink now. What do I do???
AMBER: At minimum, get his number. At most, bang him in your car.
I should have known better than to ask such a question to a woman going on a second date with a guy who accidentally did anal with her.
