Heat
Chapter 2
Troy Bolton walked along the rugged path through the park, lit by streetlights and a soft glow of the moon. He loved walking around outside when the weather was like this. He was
able to breathe, clear his thoughts and think back to today's activities. He liked it here in Albuquerque, the town was quiet, the scenery was beautiful and the people were friendly.
Nights like these he would usually head straight home but he had a strong craving for some herbal tea. Or maybe he was craving the attention of his attractive waitress that often
served him. He smiled at the thought of seeing her again. Her dark brown almost amber eyes, her soft pink plump lips that would curve up into a smile every time she saw him in her
line. She wore her long midnight black hair in a side ponytail with a few strands that swirled around her heart-shaped face. There was something sweet and innocent about her, but he
could also sense a hot, smoldering sexuality beneath the surface. He saw the café and walked across the street to the front door. She's probably not on duty now since he usually saw
her late in the afternoon but at this point the really didn't care, he really wanted his tea. They really never talked much. All they've ever done was exchange a few friendly words or a
couple of quick glances while he waited for his order. He wondered if she was still there at this time of night. He doubted it but if she did happen to be there and the opportunity
presented itself then he'd ask her out. Something told him that this could be his lucky night.