“So, what would you like to drink?” she asked as she ignored his question and slid the book into her satchel. She saw his gaze shift to the movement of her hand so she tilted her head into the path of his vision. With a wink, she distracted him and peered into the depths of those two amazing green eyes.

Mmmmm, she thought, those were going to be in her dreams tonight. He blushed under her scrutiny and let his gaze drop to her chest.

She nearly said “boys” out loud as she drew her finger nail under his chin. “Ahem, I’m up here!” He blushed again and drew back looking away. “Sorry, sorry…”

“Forget it,” she grinned. “I’m getting a Mocha, what do you want, besides the obvious? Ha ha.”

He smirked, “Just an iced tea, please.”

“Oh, and polite too,” she thought as she headed to the till.