*Finally*. I was waiting at the coffee spot we agreed on. It’s wasn’t to far from my place. We’d been chatting online for a few weeks, you’d been traveling for work and we’d both been looking forward to your return, even if we were trying to keep it casual. Our messaging had gone from light flirting, to erotic curiosity, all the way to downright raunchy. We both knew what we looked like beneath our clothes.
I’d brought a book to keep me occupied while I waited, opened to a page I’d attempted to read 12 times before my thoughts wandered back to you, and your lips.. And your hands. I’d just about decided to give put it away as a lost cause when the bell above the door jingled. I looked up and saw you walk in, coat billowing as the wind ushered you in. I couldn’t help but smile. You scanned the restaurant looking for me, it was a cold, windy day but a few people had braved the weather to grab a cup of something warm. Your eyes caught mine and you pointed to the counter and went to order.