-Rouge's POV-
As I waltz through the city, I began to notice all of the different species of animals who also lived here. Their were too many here to count. I stared in awe at the skyscrapers and loud planes flying over head.
I noticed a small little coffee place a few corners down and decided to walk their and get a nice cup of coffee.
I sat at a little table to myself. I didn't really interact with the others well. I stayed to myself a lot as a child and I just grew-up like that.
I eyed the menu confused. Their were so many choices off hot beverages how could i just choose one.
"May I take your order?" a voice called making my ear perk up. I looked from over the menu and smiled.
-Shadow's POV-
I held the notepad out and reached for the pen tucked safely behind my ear, already getting impatient with this lady.
"May I take your order?" I asked scratching the back of my neck. It hurt ever since boxing this morning. I might have tore a muscle or something, I'll have to get that checked.
"I'll just take a Mocha Latte. Medium please." I scribbled that down on my notepad, then actually took a glance at the lady. My jaw dropped to the floor. She was gorgeous. She had on a baggy Lakers jersey that looked like a dress and nothing under it. She also had on white Pumps. She smacked me in heaven and back.
I dropped my pen. I recognized her right away. I could tell by the tattoo of stars that started from behind her ear down to her plump thigh. She crossed her left leg over the other, careful not to show off too much of what was under the jersey. Her hair was just out over her shoulders. Her red lips smiling up at me and those ivory eyes stared right through me.
"Are you okay?" she quickly got up and placed her hand on my shoulder. I gulped down hard and fluttered my eyes.
"Your Rouge? The Rouge?" I asked through the breathes I was actually taking in.
She laughed and nodded, taking her hand off of my shoulder. "Yep, that's me. But, treat me like any of your other customers."
Her laugh ran through my ears like a perfect harmony making my heart thud loudly in my chest. How can I treat her like a regular customer? She's amazingly hot, and talented.
Her phone ran and she looked at the screen. She started to blush and hit the talk button.
"Hey Knuckles." she cheered smiling hard. My heart sank to my feet and felt like it was vomiting love.
-Rouge's POV-
"Hey Knuckles."
"Rouge! I went by the house, and you weren't their so I got worried."
I laugh. "Oh, silly. I just ran out to the city to get some coffee, do some shopping, then I was going to come right back." I uncrossed my legs then looked at the handsome guy staring at me waiting to take my order. Her ruby eyes were like developed roses that even though the had thorns, they were still beautiful and irresistible.
"Oh, ok. When you get back to the house I'll be their."
"See you their then." I hang up.
"So…your okay right?" I ask the waiter who looked for a second like her was going to pass-out. I could really see his name tag, I squinted.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I just felt a little nauseous." He chortled hesitantly and turned on his heel and left.