The Week After Our One-Night-Stand

Sola

and

ing the calmness of her surroundings as her eyes scanned the sales floor and aisles. It was a Friday mo

s with two large loaves and something else Solana couldn't see. She

s?" She wondered aloud, looking at

counter, and Solana gave

lm." She hum

is was where she earned her living. But she couldn't help it. The weather made her want

ss his sweet soul. The music filled the place with such a sweet ambiance, it made her

as already past 11 a.m. The market got very busy at this time on F

les floor to make sure Mr. Gonza was nowhere in sight. Nope. Then she launched Facebook making s

fore packs of condoms suddenly hit the counter, startling her. She jerked, c

e customer but did not immediatel

ave it a quick look to check if anything was broken. Then she plac

I get on

look at the person. Time seemed to stop when her gaze settled

away quickly before he caught her star

notice and I'm buying all these boxes. I mean I d

th. To check that the quality is st

him and was yet again, taken by his features,

had a seductive ting

terested! And no, there's no freebie. We

hat she would work on her confidence so she could look je

. I was trying to be funny,

and quickly looked awa

d him his receipt and then helped hi

it with. What an idiot! Her mother had warned her never to judge men by appearance. Most handsome men don't mature e

Mark

today. Mark collected his receipt from

s pretty strong!"

ance to find that the girl's eyes had returned

erating Procedure. She

And he always used her counter no matter how long the queue was. Never had he noticed her looking straight at anyone whi

ly vanished from his mind after thinking it through. He could imagine how that conver

ly. As he walked back to his car under the light rain showers, his mind drifted to

yellow dress when she bent to help his mother. He recalled the sunlight re

lways looked for her when paying for his items. Each time,

y and go, don't talk to me!" He didn't know how t

condoms had made her raise her head after all

me to do anything about it? The answer was nope. She seemed like a hard ass, too. C

she was a prude. It was not like he asked her to be the volunteer. He implied that anyon

working in retail were constantly stressed, so they left their sense of humo

ot in any position to entertain useless thoughts. Any thought that did not relate to his se

plications was at t