This is a story I wrote a few months ago. I have shared it with a few people. Most notably a British friend that I correspond with. He told me if you come across a ripe fruit on a tree to pluck it, because the next time around it may be rotten. I thought this story fit his statement
We live our lives and we miss opportunities. Chances for ...whatever. The point is to not let those chances pass you by. Grab the fruit while it is ripe and eat it! You may not get a second chance.
She was trying to get a non coffee beverage at Starbucks. Really who does that? But there she was. She liked Starbuck’s deserts and wanted something to wash down the lemon loaf. She was hoping to sit quietly and read her book before she had to get back on the road.
At the counter she bantered back and forth with the barista. He walked in the door and noticed her legs right way. They were very nice. He walked up to the counter and got a good look at her, she was pretty. Not beautiful, but very pretty with caramel complexion and hazel green eyes. She looked over at him and smiled a dazzling smile.
Her heart stopped. Oh my goodness she thought to herself. He is gorgeous. Tall, great body,brown hair, and green eyes. She said hello after smiling. She was mesmerized. He glanced at her quickly and mumbledsomething. She was crestfallen, he wasn’t interested. Guys like that normally aren’t. They want tall willowy blondes. Neither of which she was.
When she spoke to him he was surprised. Wow! He tried to say something. The words did not come out. He mumbled and looked away. Women like that don’t want guys like me he thought. But say something. He looked over at her, and gave a half grin. She gave him that dazzling smile again.
She asked “Who comes to Starbucks and doesn’t want coffee?” She desperately wanted to start a conversation. He was so handsome. Say something please. He looked up smiled and shrugged his shoulders. She waited, hoping, for more…
He shrugged his shoulders. He didn’t know what to say? Was she flirting? Was she interested? What should I say back? His mouth was dry. He opened it to say something. The barista interrupted at that momentthinking he wanted to order. “I’ll be with you in a moment.” Damn! He looked back at the cute lady, she smiled and said, “I’m almost done.”
What was she thinking? Ohhh, she couldn’t do better than that? When he just shrugged his shoulders she waited, say something please. He had looked behind the counter. Oh no she thought. He is not interested. Look at him. He’s an Adonis.
The more he looked at her the more he wanted her. Badly. She looked at him and his heart dropped. She did not want him. Women built like that and that cute had a man for sure. He placed his order. She took hers and walked to a table.
As she walked to her table she thought to ask him to join her. She turned around but he was engrossed in his order. She did like what she saw from the back. Wow he is fine!
He took his order and headed for the door. Say something man. Look at her. She is reading a Kindle. Smart and cute. He stole a glance at her, slowed a bit. Go over and ask her what she is reading! His heart said stop, but his brain said no. He kept walking towards the door.
She saw him out of the corner of her eye. She noticed him slow down. She almost thought to ask him to join her but she did not. No signs from him. She watched him head towards the door. Her heart yearned for this man.
Once outside he saw her from the window. She was gazing out with a longing look on her face. Yep he said. She is taken. That is the look of a woman waiting for her man.
She looked out at this man with passion and desire in her heart. She wanted to get up and run out. But she knew a guy like that had a woman at home.
She arrived home that night and took out her laptop. She wanted to go online and talk to her friend. She had decided that she was sending him a pic today. Ping… there he was, her heart jumped and a smile was on her face. Hi!
She was online. He was going to tell her about the lady in the coffee shop. She had sent him a file. Great! He clicked to open the file, and there was her picture! It was her! The lady in the coffee shop! Tears welled in his eyes. He waited eagerly for her to say something. His heart was racing.
She had decided not to tell him about the coffee shop guy. She did not want him to be jealous or think that someone else had caught her attention. She chatted away.
He waited for her to say something, anything. Nothing he thought bitterly. He had not registered with her at all. He thought he would keep it to himself. He wanted to scream hey it was me! But nothing from her, nothing.
She wanted to tell him about the guy at Starbucks but to what end she thought. She would never see him again, but he weighed on her mind and for some reason her heart too. She didn’t want to hurt her friend so she remained silent. But my god, the man in the coffee shop had rocked her to her core! Her heart ached because she would never see him again. Tears welled in her eyes.
The two friends chatted away. One knowing, the other not. They both knew that somehow, they had missed the opportunity of a lifetime. Forever regretting not making that move. Regretting not taking that leap…