Well, Hello Stranger

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A brunette woman sat in the corner of a quaint little coffee shop somewhere along a street in New York. Her trench coat draped over the seat opposite her, she took a dainty sip from the chipped coffee cup.

The amazing aroma of coffee beans reached her, and she took a deep breath. Savoring the sights, smell and ambience of the cafe before she had to leave for a interview.

Just then, the already crowded shop was filled further more by a mysterious man with dark, smoldering eyes and swooped back ginger hair. He was gorgeous with a capital 'G'.

His gaze seemed to scan the entire coffee shop before it landed on her. Embarrassed that she got caught checking him out, she blushed and ducked her head down.

When she looked back up, mystery man was leaving the coffee shop with a takeaway cup in hand.

A smirk plastered on his face.

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