A/N- Sooo...Hi!! Thank you for the three people who reviewed my previous chapter and thank u for all who followed the story. I hope this chappie is upto your expectations. Sorry for the little delay. Classes.

Quick question...is scrappy8 a godmother of some sorts to all newbie writers like myself. I see your reviews everywhere. Don't get me wrong, I am thankful for them. Anyways thanks for reading guys.

I was the youngest of six males who had to fight at everything to make a place for themselves and trust me I made sure everyone knew I am not to be messed with. But.... I guess first time for everything huh?!?

I stood there gaping at him with my mouth opening and closing like a fucking goldfish, but of course my embarrassment hasn't reached the actual peak until my owner started laughing at me and when I say laugh I don't mean a polite chuckle. A full on booming laughter which filled the cafe.

And me being the graceful self I am, I hit my elbow on the counter. Hard. Oh did I mention the coffee was still in my hand and it spilled all over the counter and my shirt. Well what can I say. I am an elegant lady.

After that embarassing episode I came back to my senses and started apologising while saying "I-I didn't know sir. I mean you aren't really that famous. Shit that came out wrong. I m-mean no one told me and..." I glanced onto the mess I made and added "I will get a new cup as fast as I could sir. I am sorry". I was waiting for him to make fun of me or even just scold me right away. I would be pissed, but hey it's kinda my fault... right?

To my absolute surprise he shook his head with amusement still lingering in his eyes and said "Nah it's all good. Don't worry about the new cup I am suddenly craving a dessert so I will take a piece of chocolate". I nodded shyly and saw Rosa giggling and walking to the changing rooms. I will deal with you later on. Can't a newbie get a break. I mentally groaned and kept ranting on and on.

"Did you get hired recently?".

I jolted out of my thoughts and replied "Umm ya just a while ago. Sir I... I am sorry once again I can get you a new coffee... "

He interrupted me and said "I told you it's okay. You are new so it's understandable. Anyways aren't you off clock right now? ".

I glanced at the clock and saw it was 7 inthe evening. My shift ended at 6:30. Shit.

"Yeah I didn't even realize it until now. Oh god you must be hungry "I said while handing him the cake and his money back. He took the cake, but waved off the money saying "I pay for my food". And I retorted "Well technically it's your food".

He looked at me with an amused smile and said "I wanna pay".

"And I want to be the Queen of England" I said sarcastically with a friendly wink. I like this game.

His smile turns into a smirk slowly and came close to me with a mere inches between our lips and our noses almost touching each other's. He said in a low flirtatious voice "Then consider it a tip".

I didn't realize I lost the game until he gave me a wink of his own and started walking away. And that is saying something because you see. I am a very competitive person and normally takes a challenge from a person head on. But that guy over there just completely managed to make me speechless by just coming close to my face. What is this? Some netflix adaptation of a sappy romance novel?

I immediately removed my apron and changed my shirt into a pair of denim jumpsuit which I keep for emergency purposes. I did try to get his name from my co-worker, but I found out that no one knows his name and he only sends installments every month via online and uses a fake name called Jake.

And then they proceeded to tease me for my little typical school-girl-meeting-her-crush act until I escaped from the shop. I would've teased her back for her stutter, but let's be honest my mind was wandering somewhere else.

I walked back to my flat with a can of soda in my hand. It was pretty dark and people were going back to their families from their jobs just like I am. I occupied myself by guessing the name of the mystery man. Was it simple like Sam or Chad. Or sexy like Xavier. God what if it is Mundungus. Poor lad.

I climbed the staircase and reached my flat and struggled with the keys. I didn't want to disturb my roomie who must be tired from her college lectures. I will just fix up something real quick for dinner. I balanced the can, my bag in one hand and jumbled the keys a little and then smashed it into the keyhole and kicked open the door. I let out a sigh of relief feeling a little guilty for the assaulted keyhole and turned to greet my roomie when it happened. Again.

There he was. The man in the line. With his fashionable clothes with his coat and hat on his arm. With his messy hair and emerald green eyes which just screams sexy. He obviously had a smirk on his face.Again.

I froze again. I dropped my can of soda all over the carpet and my jumpsuit again. I acquired the damn goldfish ability again.

Fuck.

Hey, hey I said it out aloud this time.