
Ginnie Bea
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I write stories and have thoughts on occasion. I also have an MFA, as if that lends me any credibility (my student loans prompted me to let y'all know).
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Bonnie, Clyde and Cake
Three hours. That’s how long Aemi had sat on her couch, staring at the 10 digits making up her handsome stranger’s phone number. She’d had a crush on him since the first day he came in for coffee and she took his order. He was gorgeous with chestnut brown skin, cropped black hair and thick muscles. Earlier, he’d left in a hurry leaving a little black notebook behind, but Aemi was wrapped up in the bliss of winning a $20,000 graduate scholarship she’d forgotten she applied for. It was a blessing and a curse. She’d chased after him, but he was faster than she anticipated. Her co-worker Violette had found his number in the front of the book and drilled in Aemi’s mind that this was her chance. Too bad she didn’t know him or his name. After clocking out at the end of her shift, she promised Violette she would call him. Now here she sat, palms sweaty, her heart racing, and her romantic future staring her in the face. She looked up at the clock and blanched. If she didn’t call now, the hour would be inappropriate, almost ensuring that he wouldn’t answer. 9:30 wasn’t that late, but the man could already be in bed. Frustrated, she leaned her head back against the couch.
By Ginnie Bea5 years ago in Humans