“People here can be hard to get to know but most of them are actually really kind.” Morgan looks serious now, he seems to actually care that I’ve had such a cold reception – interesting.
“Since you’re the first one I’ve met, I’m not really buying that – but ok. By the way, I really am sorry for ruining your shirt – even if you were breathing down my neck like a creepy serial killer.”
“I’m not a creep, I just appreciate exquisite things and I like to be close to them.”
I’ve barely noticed that he’s moved forward to be close enough to my face to kiss it – this guy must be some kind of player, he really knows how to pick up a girl.
The barista interrupts by calling Morgan to come and get his order…