I had been admiring Tim from a distance at work for awhile now. I work in a well known coffee shop, and he would come in every morning and order a Venti Latte with non-fat milk. He always had a big smile for me, and it was all I could do not to spill the coffee all over myself or him when I handed it to him...he was so cute!

Yesterday, he came in after work, and it was one of those freak times when we didn't have a large line. I was out from behind the counter, cleaning up the tables. He was sitting at his table, and gave me a big smile when I cleaned the table next to him. I couldn't believe it, he started asking me things like how long had I worked there, did I like it. Chit chat kinda talk. I found myself relaxing when we talked about hobbies, and I admitted I loved to paint and I was so proud that 2 of my paintings were hanging in the shop.

He admired the paintings, and actually bought one! Then he asked, "would you like to come over to my place, and help me pick out a spot to hang it up?" I stammered a yes, and admitted I was off work in 1/2 an hour, and he told me, "I'll just sit here and sip my coffee and wait for you..."