to think about than the girth of her thighs.
It took a few years and some really good inspirational self-help books to like what she saw in the mirror. Loving herself had never been easy; maybe that was why she had so much trouble dating.
“So what can I get for you? Do you want regular coffee? I have more salted caramel syrup. I am not running a special today, but I am going to order a case of it for next week.”
“It depends, did you make those caramels?” Lilly asked.
“I haven’t, I know I should have made them. I think we are going to make them Monday afternoon when it’s slow in here. I will make sure I save you some for Tuesday.”
“That would be excellent. I guess I will settle for the caramel coffee. Or I should say salted caramel. Was it a big hit?” Lilly handed her exact change for the coffee. Esmeralda didn’t even have to ask for it.
“Yeah, it was, we almost sold out. I actually saw a lot of new faces in here. I think it helped that it was a nice day and I had my chalk board on the sidewalk.” Esmeralda had moved down to the other end of the workstation to the coffee and kept talking.
“Did you happen to notice all the people?” Esmeralda probed.
“It was busy, but I try not to pay too much attention to the comings and goings of p eople. Your friend Leo was nice,” Lilly said.
“Isn’t he? I think he is pretty hot…that is if you go for that young, successful, athletic type…” Esmeralda was selling him like he was a hot cake.
“He was funny. I never noticed him before.”
“He is here every day, I’m sure you will see him later.” Esmeralda slipped her coffee into a corrugated cardboard sleeve and handed her the hot cup. “I’m pretty sure he’s single. You guys should hook up.”
“I actually have a date tonight.” Lilly gave her an impish grin. “We went out last night on a double date.”
“Oh. That’s…cool.” Esmeralda’s shoulders slumped slightly. “I’m going to come over in a little bit, you will have to tell me all about him. Do you have a lot of work to do today?”
“There is always an endless supply. I do what I can when I can. I am going to head out early today so don’t wait too long to come to chat me up.” Lilly turned and sat down at a table and got her computer set up.
She wanted to work fast, but in the end she felt like if she worked smart she had less to go back and fix later. John texted her last night when he got home and told her to pick a restaurant. All he wanted to know was if he needed to come casual or dressed nice.
She had never seen him too casual. All the times they had met were at functions that were not really appropriate for jeans or shorts. She was a little bit nervous. Some guys can look great when they are dressed in their business attire and then when you take them out of the pressed slacks and starched button ups they wore light colored denim with shitty sneakers or jorts in the summer.
It amazed Lilly that anyone still wore jorts, otherwise known as jean shorts. They couldn’t possibly sell them anywhere. As bad as they were, the worst was the sports jersey tucked in to a pair of pants with no belt.
She decided she should maybe start thinking about what she was going to wear instead of the really bad men’s attire that lurked around on the weekend streets.
She looked out the window and watched the rain. It was coming down pretty hard. She could hear the cars splashing through the puddles every time the front door opened.
She looked down at her blond hair that had been curled to perfection the night before. It was now floppy and frizzy from the humidity. She didn’t want to cancel the date on account of the bad weather.
Bethany wanted her to be a housewife like her so they could plan their days together around going to the gym and grocery shopping. Lilly didn’t think her married life could ever turn out like Bethany’s. One thing she could do though was cook. She didn’t do it often anymore since it
It took a few years and some really good inspirational self-help books to like what she saw in the mirror. Loving herself had never been easy; maybe that was why she had so much trouble dating.
“So what can I get for you? Do you want regular coffee? I have more salted caramel syrup. I am not running a special today, but I am going to order a case of it for next week.”
“It depends, did you make those caramels?” Lilly asked.
“I haven’t, I know I should have made them. I think we are going to make them Monday afternoon when it’s slow in here. I will make sure I save you some for Tuesday.”
“That would be excellent. I guess I will settle for the caramel coffee. Or I should say salted caramel. Was it a big hit?” Lilly handed her exact change for the coffee. Esmeralda didn’t even have to ask for it.
“Yeah, it was, we almost sold out. I actually saw a lot of new faces in here. I think it helped that it was a nice day and I had my chalk board on the sidewalk.” Esmeralda had moved down to the other end of the workstation to the coffee and kept talking.
“Did you happen to notice all the people?” Esmeralda probed.
“It was busy, but I try not to pay too much attention to the comings and goings of p eople. Your friend Leo was nice,” Lilly said.
“Isn’t he? I think he is pretty hot…that is if you go for that young, successful, athletic type…” Esmeralda was selling him like he was a hot cake.
“He was funny. I never noticed him before.”
“He is here every day, I’m sure you will see him later.” Esmeralda slipped her coffee into a corrugated cardboard sleeve and handed her the hot cup. “I’m pretty sure he’s single. You guys should hook up.”
“I actually have a date tonight.” Lilly gave her an impish grin. “We went out last night on a double date.”
“Oh. That’s…cool.” Esmeralda’s shoulders slumped slightly. “I’m going to come over in a little bit, you will have to tell me all about him. Do you have a lot of work to do today?”
“There is always an endless supply. I do what I can when I can. I am going to head out early today so don’t wait too long to come to chat me up.” Lilly turned and sat down at a table and got her computer set up.
She wanted to work fast, but in the end she felt like if she worked smart she had less to go back and fix later. John texted her last night when he got home and told her to pick a restaurant. All he wanted to know was if he needed to come casual or dressed nice.
She had never seen him too casual. All the times they had met were at functions that were not really appropriate for jeans or shorts. She was a little bit nervous. Some guys can look great when they are dressed in their business attire and then when you take them out of the pressed slacks and starched button ups they wore light colored denim with shitty sneakers or jorts in the summer.
It amazed Lilly that anyone still wore jorts, otherwise known as jean shorts. They couldn’t possibly sell them anywhere. As bad as they were, the worst was the sports jersey tucked in to a pair of pants with no belt.
She decided she should maybe start thinking about what she was going to wear instead of the really bad men’s attire that lurked around on the weekend streets.
She looked out the window and watched the rain. It was coming down pretty hard. She could hear the cars splashing through the puddles every time the front door opened.
She looked down at her blond hair that had been curled to perfection the night before. It was now floppy and frizzy from the humidity. She didn’t want to cancel the date on account of the bad weather.
Bethany wanted her to be a housewife like her so they could plan their days together around going to the gym and grocery shopping. Lilly didn’t think her married life could ever turn out like Bethany’s. One thing she could do though was cook. She didn’t do it often anymore since it
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