14. I FUCKED THINGS UP

"Hello." I return the greeting, pretending that I wasn't very interested in his face, which I just spent the last ten seconds gawking at. It's a miracle the glass cup doesn't slip from my hands.

I saw a flicker of what is think is a surprise but maybe I am wrong because it was gone as soon as it showed.

Perhaps, he was just shocked by my looks. If that was it, then my goal was near attainable. He will be out here in a few minutes.

But how can a human have a face with that jawline? So defined and manly? It reminded me of Leo's jaw and how it felt under the stretch of my palms.

I could continue to look at it, all day.

But then, I don't. I simply look towards my phone that I placed on the table earlier and tapped it on with a finger. The time read 5:13.

For a date that was scheduled to be way earlier, he sure took his time.

"You must have waited for long." He remarked, not the slightest hint of remorse in his tone. Then he took a seat opposite me, setting that face right before me.

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