cont. July 1

When he opened his eyes, he saw the mysterious person he had spent the day wondering about. He watched as Celeste used her hands as she talked and on occasion to push her hair off her shoulder. He loved how she tilted her head slightly when she laughed. He sat and just took in everything about her. After finishing their drinks, he watched as they stepped out onto the sidewalk. They finished their conversation and parted ways. As she walked away he realized he didn’t know anything about her, how would he be able to get in touch with her? He quickly stood up and made his way to the door. He had to figure something out. Maybe he could accidently bump into her. He could follow her; that seemed too creepy. Although sitting and watching her in the coffee shop was a bit creepy. He decided to bump into her. He walked faster to catch up. As he apologized he started to smile. Celeste was a bit startled, her grimace turned into a grin; didn’t I meet you at the service yesterday? Yea, he answered. She looked beautiful in the softness of the streetlight, he couldn’t think of anything else. Do you live around here she asked him. No, I was ummm, just out for a walk, he replied. He had to ask, would you like to get some coffee sometime? I hardly know you, she said with a slight grin. I know, so that’s why you need to say yes, meet me tomorrow at seven, there’s a little coffee shop just down the street on the corner. They were both smiling as they walked away into the night.