Stepping into the coffee shop was a relief from the crisp, cold air that colored the tip of her nose pink and felt like tiny needles on her exposed cheeks. It was silent, except for the clinking of porcelain mugs, the soft chatter of baristas over the coffee house music, and the pouring of fresh milk into black coffee.

Familiarized with her order as she was a regular, she was soon arranging her items on the empty table beside the window-- her favorite spot. Perfect for people watching when she needed a break from schoolwork.

Once the mug was placed on her table, she kindly thanked the barista, and wasted no time in picking up the mug, sighing in relief when it brought warmth to her freezing finger tips.

The coffee addict took a sip from her cup, her eyes fluttering in delight when the warm beverage burned her throat on its way to her belly. Just how she liked it-- pipping hot.

When her eyes fluttered open, they locked with a pair of eyes gazing at her from a few tables across.

His rounded glasses rested low on the bridge of his nose, giving her a direct view of his coffee brown orbs. They were warm as they seemed to smile before his lips. They were the color of black coffee, before anyone had the chance to pour rich milk. His gaze was so bold and daring it sent a shiver down her back. It was sort of like a rush of adrenaline, the kind she gets after the first sip of coffee in the morning.

As the morning sun rose higher, the pale yellow sunlight that streamed in through the glass panels soon became a honey gold. It kissed his caramel skin, the edge of his jaw became more defined in the shadows when he clenched occasionally.

Perhaps, she thought, perhaps she should approach him. She thought of buying him a new cup of coffee once he was out, and returned to her studies.

It wasn't long before the sound of a porcelain mug resting gently on the wood table stole her attention away from her laptop and she was looking up at the barista who held a bright smile on her face.

"Oh, I didn't order this."

"I know. He did." The barista walked away without another word.

Looking up, she locked eyes with him again and he gave her a curt nod.