Serendipitous Love

[caption id="attachment_3610" align="alignright" width="299"] (available now)[/caption] Mid-afternoon the day after my parents’ visit, I was jolted awake by someone knocking at my door.  Still groggy, I dragged myself out of bed, and went to the door, lifting myself up on my toes to see through the peephole. Carter! “Just a moment,” I yelled, suddenly very awake, and aware that I was very naked.  I ran back to my room, where I pulled a tee shirt over my head and yanked on a pair of yoga pants, then returned to the door. Oh my. I knew that absence supposedly made the heart grow fonder, but… was...

It was like I stepped into the twilight zone. Everybody went quiet, all eyes on me as I stepped through the door of Fresh Cuts. I guess I should have expected it, as a woman walking into a room full of men, but damn. It was…uncomfortable. Carter, all the way at the back of the shop, was barely suppressing a laugh as I finally put one foot in front of the other and began moving forward. I honestly wanted to bolt out of the door, back to a place where stranger men weren’t staring a hole through my clothes, but Carter...

He smelled like coffee. Not the overly diluted, syrupy sweet stuff either. His aroma was smooth, robust, warm, invigorating… real coffee. Even over the floral-perfumed air of my flower shop, his scent prevailed. It was just a whiff at first, when he and his friend walked in, passing me with nods and smiles of acknowledgement while they continued their conversation. Just enough that I thought maybe I’d missed a glimpse of a cup in one of their hands. Now, he was standing close, examining the flower arrangement I’d just finished sprucing to perfection. Beside him, my suddenly nervous hands mutilated a similar...

Carter lifted an eyebrow. his eyes narrowed for a second, and then he shook his head as a smile spread over his face. “First name basis with the owner, huh?” I took a long sip from my coffee before I answered. “Well… I’m on a first name basis with the owner of the barber shop too. So, what are you saying?” “Nope. Try something else,” Carter said, laughing. “You haven’t been to my place three days in a row. What’s up with you and Roman?” “You’re kinda nosey, aren’t you?” “Stop deflecting.” “It’s a valid observation.” Carter lowered his head, looking me right in the eyes....