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All it was something simple. Just a receptionist and a temp getting a friendly cup of coffee. It was like a cup of coffee really, simple and sweet. Nothing special. It was just a hump day treat for the both of them. Well it wasn't even a treat. It was much too simple for that.

Honest, it was.

It started off quietly enough. He didn't want to go on coffee date with his "girlfriend" alone one day and invited the receptionist along. She had seemed a little down and out since her engagement was called off. Or maybe it was because that one salesman left. No one really bothered to find out for real, and it didn't matter. He just didn't want to be with a girl that talked non-stop to him about marriage and lip gloss. He thought having another girl would break it up and maybe he could slip off alone.

That day, the temp showed up alone at the coffee shop. He was getting agitated with his life in Pennsylvania and dreamed of something differently. As he stirred his hazelnut coffee, he saw the receptionist walk in. She looked really dazed and upset. He supposed it was because that salesman came back...with an attractive co-worker. He stared at her for a bit before he called her over. She seemed a little hesitant to stay alone with him, but nonetheless shuffled over with her caramel frappachino. They muttered a few thing about weather until a silence swept over them. He watched as she stirred the whipped cream around an equal amount of times back and forth. He chuckled, looking at her because she looked like little girl playing with milkshake. She looked up at him surprised.

"What?"

"Nothing. I promise"

With that they fell back into an awkward silence for a little bit. He watched her play more with her drink a bit more. He never really looked at her before. He never really talked to her before either. He wanted to ask so many things. He wanted to know if she really loved the salesman, how did she get into art, if she wanted to go to this Italian restaurant on Saturday night. But he didn't say any of that. He asked stupid things like how her day was . After awhile of asking stupid questions, it seemed to perk her up a little bit though. Before they knew it they had been sitting at the cafe for two hours chatting sweet nothings (but no mention of a date Saturday night). When she realized the time she double glanced at her watch and bit her lip. She mumbled something about meeting someone for dinner and said a short goodbye. He simply stuttered a goodbye and watched as she got up from the table. As she walked away, she turned and asked if they could do that again, just sit the two of them and talk. Her eyes looked desperate and he couldn't say no. Not that he wanted to anyway.

And that was it. Just a temp and a receptionist. Drinking caffeinated drinks and making fun of their boss and co-workers. He noticed she smiled more each day and she noticed that he seemed to open up more everyday. It went on like this until he got a little nervous. He got nervous because he never felt like this about a girl. It scared him. It made him feel trapped. So he did the only thing that seemed alright to him.

He applied (and got) the job in New York. He never forgot about their coffee dates though . I mean they were dates weren't they? However, he forgot everything else that mattered in his life and messed that up. Eventually, he ended up back in Pennsylvania. And that's when he saw it.

He saw his receptionist hand in hand with that salesman. He hated it, and he let it show, especially to her . He couldn't help it. It just hurt so badly to see her. It killed him to be nice to hear when his heart was breaking. He couldn't hate her for too long. He wanted things to go back to how it was before New York, simple and sweet. So he asked her out for coffee. "Like old times "he said "just like old times". It took a few tries, but ultimately she said yes and they were back in the same seats they were when she was heartbroken. It was a awkward in the beginning but after a few apologies and jokes, things fell back to their old friendship. Soon enough they were meeting for coffee every week again.

Then came the week they announced they were getting married in Niagara. It all seemed too surreal. Even when they announced they were engaged. Even when they announced they were pregnant. It didn't seem right. It just seemed like to him that they were falling in love and they were meant to be together. He was positive he was in love and he was so sure she was going to come to her senses and realize she was in love with him. He was so, so positive that in between the cafe lattes and creamer, they connected deeply. But, here he was, the Wednesday before the office was heading down to Niagara for the wedding, alone at the cafe. He stared down at his mug of black coffee and sighed before taking sip. He really thought she was the best friend he had ever had. He could talk to her so easily. Why in the world did he move to New York? If he knew that things would end up like this he would never leave her. Ever. He put his mug down on the table and gazed out the window. He didn't know what he was looking for. He didn't expect her to be to be coming here today. But he found himself re-filling his mug few times waiting for her to come.

He was so sure it was love, so sure.