Romance in the big apple

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f. She sat up in bed and stretched, feeling the familiar ache in her back from sleeping on her old, lumpy m

h what she had. She got dressed and headed out the door to start her day. She walks to the coffee shop where she works, a few blocks from her apartment. The sun is just starting to rise, and the city is still mostly asleep. As she walks, she sips her coffee and thinks about what the day might bring. When she gets to the coffee shop, she unlocks the door and flips the sign to "open." The first few custo

and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He orders a coffee and sits dow

e. "Can I get you anything else?" she asks him. He looks up at her and smiles. "No, I'm good. Thanks," he says. His voice is

t she was doing but this time with a little smil