I honestly thought I would never see her again but I guess I was wrong. Maybe she does go here.

So while I was headed towards the field for some morning soccer, I saw the girl from last night in sweats and a loose t-shirt with her hair in a bun looking gorgeous and Ian with her walking towards the campus Starbucks and I just couldn't help myself. She is not even dressed like yesterday and I still can't fucking look away from her.

I thought a cup of coffee would be great to start my morning so I head in their direction. Pffff. Who am I kidding, I wanted to know who she was.

As they got near the coffee shop he left after pecking her forehead. She then yelled she had google maps to him and all this just amused me more. I mean he didn't kiss her, so that's a plus right? Shut up Denver, you don't even know her name and you're already stalking.

As I stood behind her in the line, she didn't really pay attention to her surroundings. Like not just me, but anyone, even the guy behind the counter who was definitely checking her out while she was ordering.

"Hey, can I have a venti vanilla bean frappe with two pumps of almond syrup." She said and damn, her voice was fucking gorgeous. Sweet, tired, confident, mature, young. That doesn't even make sense.

A sweet tooth. Should've guessed it before. When the Cashier asks her name she just told him to write the letter 'R'. Okay. She pays and waits ahead while I order a grande iced mocha.

Thank god both our drinks arrived at the same time because I just couldn't stop staring at her and I'm pretty sure she realized my eyes on her cause she looked up at me, straight in my eyes and down at her phone again.

"Thank you," she said softly while stepping out since I opened the door for her. Brown pools of honey, its the first time I notice her eyes and the sunlight hits her just right to make her eyes deeper and lighter than they are. They shine like whiskey with some water that will mess with your brain and make your words slur.

"Umm excuse me?" she looks up at me and I realize I said that, mentally cursing myself I say the first thing that comes to my mind. "Could you point me towards the library?"

Seriously Denver? Library?

She smiles and something tugs at my heart.

"Oh, I think its that way. Sorry I don't go here so I'm not sure but my brother went that way and he said he was going to the library." She says while shrugging and pointing towards the path.

Those were definitely more words than I expected from her. I somehow manage to understand her words while watching her full bare lips move.

"Alright thanks, I believe you." I smile at her. I know where the library is. She pointed in the right direction.

She smiles back. Damn.

"Denver." I say while offering her my hand.

"Roya." she shakes it. Electricity.

"If you want I can call my brother and ask him for directions?" She offers. God she's way too kind for me.

"No no, thank you though, I'm sure I'll see signboards once I'm close enough." I reply so damn humbly that even I am surprised by my tone. Where did my cocky self go?

"Alright, goodbye Denver." She smiles and starts to leave and I don't know but the way my name rolled on her tongue did something to me. I wonder how it'll sound if she screams it in her whiskey like voice while I move my fingers in and out of her. Hard. That's what my dick is. Great.

"Goodbye Roya." I sigh and walk towards the library taking the long route towards the field.

At least now I know her name and that she doesn't go here, but her brother does. So she is Ian's sister. Interesting. Roya and Ian sure don't look much like each other but it is good to know he's her family.

Really?

What are you thinking?

This was the first conversation you had with her. Stop thinking like a fucking teenager.

But the way she said my name-

Shut up.

I shake my head, amused by my own self and focus on soccer.