Coffee Shop Run In
*Pryor's POV*
I was running late for work and my boss was going to kill me. Every day I know this coffee shop is busy and everyday I still come here. It's all that moster of a man will drink. I will not lose my job over coffee.
Finally, I make it to the counter to order. "Can I get an extra large black coffee and a medium vanilla latte please?" the cashier nod and relays my order to the barista rushing around behind him.
Ten minutes later I have the coffee and ready to rush through the mass of people. As I turn around in run into something hard and feel the coffee's slip from my hand. As I'm about fall two strong hands grab my waist and steady me. I Take a deep break and look up at the owner of these massive hands. My eyes scan up his body. I take in the dark suit and broad shoulders. I reach his face where the best jawline I have ever seen is covered in black stubble. My breath catches when I get to his eyes. They are dark blue on the outside and a lighter blue the closer you get to the middle.
"I am so sorry I didnt even see you there", I finally manage to say. The handsome stranger smirks and says, "Not a problem, but you should slow down and pay attention to where you are going." I nod and then remember the time. I shout out another apology and run out the door.