Author's Note: What are the chances you will meet someone today that will have a big impact in your life?

Stop me on the corner
I swear you hit me like a vision
I, I, I wasn't expecting
But who am I to tell fate where it's supposed to go with it…

(Brighter than the sun)

Chapter 3: Lost Books and Chances

760-88*-****

If found please call this number to return the book. Thank you.

I look at the number intently. A big part of me wanted to grab my phone and call her but for some unknown reason I'm getting nervous calling the girl.

"Damn those blue eyes! Why do I get so nervous just calling her and why didn't she put her name in here so I would know whom to call? Should I let my secretary to call for me? No! I don't think so. I'm not a coward. I can handle this. Maybe I need to calm my nerves."

I look at book and decided to sit in front of my laptop and search some reviews of the book. I want to know what kind of books the blue eyes woman read. As I read the reviews, my interest to read it heightened. I haven't read for a while. Maybe I'll spare some minutes to read a chapter. It's been a long time already when I have read for pleasure.

"She turned around slowly and in that moment- that moment before the mask dropped back into place- I knew. Saw the flash of it, felt the heat…

Robyn wanted me." (excerpt from And Playing the Role Herself)

"Whoa there, Vause! I haven't see you reading for a while. What are you reading?" Nicky said then snatched the book in my hand. "And Playing the Role Herself by K.E. Lane. This is a good book, Vause." she added.

"Had you read it before?" I asked with my one of my brow raised.

"I'm not really fond of reading but this one is an exception. I think I had read for only a week but I think you will only have it for the day." she said while playing with the bookmark. She opened the front page and I saw how her eyes squinted seeing the writings in front.

"What the hell is this, Vause? Did you steal it?"

I gulped down as I tried to explain why I had the book in the first place.


"Piper? Piper? Please baby. Stop crying. We will look for another copy of that book."

"Come on, Piper. I'm asking my friend who owns a bookstore to have a copy of that. I have brought a burger for you. You like it with double patty right?" Pete said.

I wiped my face with the tissue that Polly gave me. I snatched the food container from Pete's hand and devoured the big burger. I could see Polly's disgusted face when I chugged down the burger with Pete's beer.

"But Polly! You know how much that books mean to me! It's very important to me! It was given to me by Jenji!" I said emotionally. Jenji Kohan, a producer-writer and a good friend of mine and Polly's, is the first person who encouraged me to pass my work to a publishing house. She gave me the book when I confided to her when I had my identity crisis. The book really helps me to view things differently about my sexuality. So the book became part of my life and a part of me is lost right now. The book was missing since last week when I had dinner with my agent and one of the owners of the Polanca Production. As my memory serves me right, I was holding it in the cab when I noticed the woman standing in the side of the street and to my utter surprise, she was standing in the restaurant where I will have my dinner that night. Because of my nervousness and clumsiness to avoid her, maybe the book slip out of my hand.

"Damn! If that woman didn't showed up, maybe my book is not missing right now. Why did she have to be in that place of all time? And why I'm so nervous in meeting her again? As if she remembered me. I hope she didn't remember me at all."

"Piper, I know Jenji will understand." Polly said then gave me a bottle of water.

"That is not only the case, Polly! It is a part of me! It is like a safe haven for me. It is my saving grace." I said. I know I'm being exaggerated but it's true. Polly rolled her eyes from the things I'm saying.

"Fine! Fine! But it will take years to find your book. There are so many cabs in California and you can't even remember the cab you rode that day. So any suggestions in looking for the book?" Polly asked.

I think really hard on how will I find my book but all I could think about is the gorgeous woman I had kissed and bumped in the cab.

"Fuck, Piper! Stop thinking about her. You don't even know her name and maybe she throw your book in the window when she rode the cab. Wait…"

"Oh my goodness! No! No! No!" I shouted.

"Piper, are you losing it already?" Polly asked worriedly.

"Polly, do you remember the woman I had kissed in the Coachella?" I asked.

"Piper, I have observed that your books have your number. Maybe someone will call you." Pete said.

I looked dreadfully at Pete and Polly.

"You were saying, Piper?" Polly asked.

My phone rings loudly in my room.

"I think she have my book." I said then run to my room to look for my phone, wishing that someone else have gotten my book.


Alex: Good day. I presume you are looking for your book. I found it in the cab. If it is not any disturbance to you can we meet a place near the place I'm staying at? I'm not really familiar in here.

I waited for her reply. After Nicky teased me to no end about not calling the girl who owns the book, I decided to message her. I tried to concentrate on finishing the book but my nerves are tingling so much. I don't know if I'm nervous but I can't even understand what I'm reading. If she is the woman who had kissed me in the Coachella then I have to know her name. My phone vibrated on top of the table. I excitedly get my phone and read the message. My smiles widen when I realized who texted me.

Lost Book Owner: Oh my goodness. Thank you. You don't know how much it means to me. I know where your place is. Say can we meet in two hours? It is a long drive going there.

I look at the clock and nodded when I see that I have enough spare time before my next meeting. I leave a message to Nicky saying that I will go out before the meeting. She asked me where I'm going, I just told her I will have just a coffee outside. I called the front desk for a car service and driver. I wanted to take my time before meeting the blue eyed woman.

"Where are we going, Ma'am?" the driver asked.

"To Pasadena." I answered blankly. I hold the book tightly. Anticipation and excitement is coursing to my body.

"I really want to know what her name is. Damn those blue eyes! Even in my sleep they are haunting me."

True enough the woman is always haunting her dreams. If it is not replying the kissed they had shared, she was laying on top of her. But when she tried to call the name of the woman, that is the time when she will woke up from the dream.

"Fuck she is making me like a teenage hormone driven boy!"

"Ma'am we are here already. Just call me to pick you up. I will be at the parking lot." the driver said.

"Thank you" I replied when he opens the door for me.

Alex: I'm already here. See you soon.

I walked inside a coffee shop and ordered a drink. I opened the book where I left off. I'm getting hook with the book. I just wish that I can finish it before the owner arrive and get it. I messaged my secretary to find a copy of this book and buy it for me. I was almost at the end when I received a message from the owner of the book.

Lost Book Owner: I will be there in a few minutes. I just need to find a parking lot.

My hands turn cold and for some unknown reason I couldn't properly breathe. I could feel that I'm sweating coldly. I tried to shake off the feeling but all I could think of is the possibility of meeting the woman who is haunting my dreams and thoughts. I tried to drink the coffee I ordered to calm my nerves but it do me no good. Instead it went to a wrong pipe, causing me to cough like a maniac in the shop.

"Here. I think you need a tissue." the woman said then offered a tissue to me. I grabbed the tissue and wiped my mouth and I decided to look at the woman who offered me help. But all I can do was to gawked at the face of the woman because the one who offered help is the blue – eyed woman.


I can't help but be worry with the woman in front of me. I could see that she is having a hard time breathing properly. Maybe the tea went to a wrong pipe.

"Are you alright?" I asked her with concern.

"Yes. I apologize for the kind of situation you are seeing me right now." she said.

"Oh my goodness! Her voice is so damn sexy!" I almost moan hearing her voice.

"It…it is fine." I answered after of a minutes of composing myself. I sit across her.

"So…uhmmm…can I order you something before I give you the book?" she asked politely.

"Oh yeah! The book. I totally forget about it just by seeing this gorgeous woman."

"Yes, please." I answered properly. I don't know why are we having coffee at the middle of the day but if it ensures some minutes with this stranger, I would gladly drink it even if the coffee is scalding hot.

"What will you have?" she asked.

"Whatever you are having, I guess" I answered while playing with my hands then I look down. I cannot really look into her eyes. It's like she could read even through my soul.

"Okay. I'll just order. Wait for me." she said then walked gracefully to the counter. I cannot stop myself from staring at her and how can she can get the attention of the people around her. I cannot blame the barista from gawking at the beauty in front of her who is so oblivious in what her presence can do to her surroundings. I think it is illegal to walk sexily and without an ounce of care to the world. I blush hard when she caught me staring at her. One of her beautiful eyebrow went up but didn't say anything.

"Here is your coffee. I hope you enjoy it." she said then smiled at me. I sipped the coffee not realizing that it is too hot for my liking. I cough hard and tried to heal my burned tongue. I heard a chuckled across the table.

"Oh my goodness! Did I just heard the most alluring laugh on earth?"

"Did you just laugh at me?" I asked embarrassed by my clumsiness.

"I apologized for my behavior. You are just too adorable. I will just get some cold water to help you out." she said then walk to the counter to get some cold water for me.

"Did she just call me adorable?"

"Here is your water." she said then give me the water I needed. After drinking enough, I caught her staring at me. I felt conscious from her stare.

"Is there something on my face?" I asked shyly.

"Oh…oh…no…no…nothing…hmmm…" she answered abruptly then grabbed her cup and took a long drink from it. I felt weird about it but I let it pass. "Oh before I forgot, here is your book." she said and get it from her bag.

"Thank you! Thank you! You don't know how much this book mean to me." I said when I get it from her. I grabbed the book from her and kissed it. Then suddenly I remember that someone is with me. I blush hard once again when I remember that the woman in front of me might think I lose it already but when I look at her, all I could see is amusement and adoration.

"I'm sorry for being weird." I said not looking at her.

"Oh. It's fine. It was refreshing to see someone act like that." she said with amusement.

"So do you like to read?" I asked, the reader in me kicking in.

"Yes but right now I don't have enough time to do pleasure reading. My busy schedule is preventing me from reading books that I like." she answered.

"Well what kind of books do you read?" I asked curiously.

"Some Dickens, Tolstoy, Alighieri, Nietzsche and Sun Tzu, one of my favorite. He wrote the book "The Art of War". How about you?" she asked curiously.

"Well I like Shakespeare's work, Austen and Woolf. But now I'm reading more modern novels like J.K. Rowling, Dan Brown and K.E. Lane." I answered. "So have you read this book?" I pointed the book on top of the table.

"Yes but I didn't finish it because I have to give it back to you. I'm sorry for not returning it immediately because of my busy schedule." she apologized politely.

"It is okay. You don't have to apologize. If you want, I could lend it to you." I said before I realized what I have said. I don't really lend my books to anyone. I'm sort of possessive with them. I really don't know what is happening to me!

Dam it! This woman have put a spell on me! Why would I bother lending her my most precious book?

"Really? That would be great! I cannot find a copy of it anywhere in here." she said then I gave it to her.

Suddenly a phone interrupted our conversation. The woman frowned a bit then get her phone from the bag.

"I need to take this call." she said then walked outside to take the call. I sighed hard when I see her back facing me. I could stare and talk to her all day. She walked back to me after a few minutes with a disappointment look in her eyes.

"I think I have to go. I have a meeting in about 30 minutes." she said.

"It is okay. Maybe I will treat you to dinner for giving back my book." I said.

"I will wait for it." She said then smiled to me that brightens her mood.

"Nice meeting you." I said then offered my hand.

"Nice meeting you too." She grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it. If I look red before, I know I'm redder right now. Her phone went buzzing again. She answered the call and waved her hand then ride a car outside.

Oh fuck it! I didn't get her name!


A/N: Finally i learn how to use line breaks. I hope you enjoy the story.