Closed: Fall into Me

[elusive_buttrfly]

"Fuck ya, let's get after it."

He said as he hopped out of bed. He had always been a morning person. Even as a kid. Now, at almost 40 years old, he could "get more shit done before breakfast, that you can get done in a day." He would tell his subordinates at the office.

He hopped out of bed, but paused in front of the mirror on the way to the closet.
"Not bad Jake, not bad at all." He thought to himself as he looked in the mirror. At 5'11" and 200 pounds, yes, he was thicker than most runners. But he carried it well. He ran 6 days a week and lifted 5. Making sure to take Fridays completely off to give his body at least one entire day per week to recover. He had the thick thighs and calves that many runners have, but he made sure to lift enough weight with his upper body to compensate for the thicker lower body. He was what many women called "well proportioned." His blue eyes looked back at him, noticing the thinning blonde hair on his head. It didn't bother him, just a normal part of aging. He kept his hair short, shaved almost to the wick at the sides, and then "faded" to a little bit of length on top. He had a couple of days growth of whiskers on his face. He usually shaved every day through the week and left it grow on the weekends. This Sunday morning's couple of days growth was about as long as he let his beard grow.

He threw on a pair of running shorts, a t-shirt, thin running socks and his favorite running shoes. He wanted to get his morning jog in early. Nothing too crazy this morning, a quick 5k, just enough to get some endorphins pumping. He didn't even put his earbuds in. Just a quick jog around the river. It was a cool fall morning, it didn't freeze the night before, but it got close.

He ran paths around the river that were already pre-measured and marked out for a 5k. He finished in what he felt like was a good time for a soon to be 40 year old, and did a cool down walk down to his favorite coffee shop downtown. He ordered a Guatemalan blend, black, and decided to sit outside on the patio as he was still warm from his run.

The sun was shining brightly, warming the chilly morning air. He was daydreaming, of nothing in particular, when he noticed, more he sensed movement going into the coffee shop. He was far too off in his own world to really notice the woman who walked in... but he "sensed" something... he knew he was going to have to meet this woman...

 

[elusive_buttrfly]

She opened the door of the little coffee shop. It was her favorite place and she briefly closed her eyes when she entered and breathed in the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The place was busy, but not too busy. She found that most Sunday mornings were like this, since people slept in on lazy Sundays. She put in her order for a caramel latte and a fresh baked croissant and waited for her name to be called after she paid and tipped the barista. She looked down and fumbled with the fraying hem of her sweatshirt and was glad that the coffee shop was nearly empty. She was a hot mess, but at least she was comfy.
“One caramel latte and a croissant for Faith.”
“ Oh, yummy! Thank you.”
She then took a window seat and took a huge sip of her coffee as she glanced out the window.

 

[Jake069258]

He could see her sit down, at a table inside by a window. She took a drink of her coffee which could only be described as a "gulp."

She was playing with the hem of her sweater. Was she uncomfortable? She looked like something was bothering her maybe?

There was absolutely nothing wrong with her physical appearance. Blonde hair, little bit longer than shoulder length. It wasn't in a ponytail this morning, but, it was the perfect length of hair to put into a ponytail. She looked like she had some "curve" to her. He loved that. Curvy women had an inexplicable sexual appeal to them.

She had a croissant that she hadn't touched. Something was bothering this girl. But the pure, raw sexual energy that seemed to be seeping out of her pores had to be examined further. He still had half of his coffee. He said to himself, "fuck it," walked right up to her table and said,

"Hi! I'm Jake, mind if I join you?"

 

[elusive_buttrfly]

She smiled politely and shyly motioned for him to sit down as she smoothed her hair. “Ugh, I’m a complete mess and of course one of the hottest guys would show up at my table and ask to sit down,” she thought.
“I’m Faith,” she said quietly. “Do you come here often?”
She took another sip of her coffee as she looked into his eyes and waited for his response.
“Yes it’s one of my favorite spots. What about you?”
She fumbled with her coffee cup. “Oh yes, it’s one of mine too. Funny we haven’t seen each other before today.” She glanced up to see him smiling and she wondered what he was thinking. She brushed a napkin across her lips just to be sure she didn’t have a foam mustache and glanced at him again. He was still smiling.