Cream and Sugar novel

---- excited." She pulled her blue corolla to a stop in front of Cream and Sugar, "Yeah, right." I teased , Tiff throws mea sarcastic smile, and we both make our way inside the coffee house. We were immediately met by the smell of brewing coffee as we opened the door. I made my usual glance- over just to make sure Pam wasn't here. Inside the bar, the crew were busy, my eyes paused over the woman in uniform.

It was Cameron , a blonde woman a little older than me, she was around twenty-six to twenty-eight, I wasn't really sure. Then again, all I'm sure about is that her name was Cameron, and that she works here six days a week, and that her hair is blonde. I can easily admit that I have had a strange fixation over her ever since she talked to me. She only talked to me twice, but I've been craving for small talk ever since.

Knowing the awkward wallflower that I am, it's a pretty good feeling that someone makes an effort to talk to you. "Alright , what do you wanna order ?" I ask, getting pumped up despite the hangover. Tiff laughed, "You're going to order, really? Isn't that headache hurting you enough, or is Cameron giving you a boost?" ---- "Tiffany," I say, trying to hide the redness of my face, "if you want to order, you go ahead, I was just being polite." My best friend laughed harder, "Alright, I will.

Let me guess your order," she closed her eyes and placed her hand on her forehead, a form of mocking, " cappuccino and a cream brulé doughnut?" Tiff opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Ha ha, very funny. It's not my fault I don't get tired of one thing." "Size?" She quickly asked as she stood up from her seat. "Please, do you think this is amateur hour?" Tiff gave mea look and went on to the bar to order.

Cameron tended to Tiffany, I was careful not to stare too long, the blonde kept bobbing her head as she took the order. The coffee house weren't full at this time of day, and I was thankful for that fact. Iadjusted my glasses as Tiff came to take a seat again. "Have we been going here too much?" She asks me, " It's just that Cameron didn't ask me my name as she usual does." I gave her a shrug, "I guess so.

The crew hasn't asked me my name for a long time now." "So anyway, Pete and I are going to watch a movie tonight, want to come?" I scratched my head and gave ---- her another shrug. "Oh come on, what are you going to do tonight? Get drunk and call Pam again?" "No." I made a funny, wheeze -like noise, ''I have a date with my PJs. No thank you." Tiff let out a defeated scoff, "Jesus christ , Gail.

Why won't you just come?" I pointed a finger towards her, "Hey, you are a really bad Christian." Just as Tiff was to retort an insult, Cameron called my name in the bar. "Hey, why did she call you? I ordered. " Tiff asked. I gave her a wide smile before going up to get our food. "Good morning." Cameron politely says with a light smile, just like her usual. "Good morning," I say back, smiling widely at her.

On a tray was Tiff and I's doughnuts .Cameron handed me the coffee and I caught sight of a ring on her left hand. "Uhh, thank you." Cameron gave me another smile and then proceeded to tend to another customer . I sat back down across Tiff, silence loomed for a bit until I finally spoke my mind, "Is Cameron married?" Tiff's eyebrows met in confusion, "I don't know. Why? " "Well," I shift in my seat before I started, "she had a ---- ring on her left hand." Tiff took a bite off her doughnut , "So?

If it's just on the left hand and not on the ring finger it doesn't matter." "Tt was on the ring finger." I say, suddenly stooped down again. Damn it why did she have to talk to me, and why does she have to be so pretty too. "Look, Gail, if you want to know anything about Cameron why don't you just ask her out?" "Hmm," I say whilst stirring my coffee, "great idea, but uh, no."