[Let her in.]

“I get it. Come on in.” You can't help but chuckle as you open the screen door for the adorable, nervous mess. She steps in with relief, and you find yourself distracted by her lips as she happily sighs. They are small lips, but full, with a perfect pout and naturally lush pink. Snap out of it! “Um, I'm {firstname}, by the way.”

“{lastname}, I know,” she nods as she steps past you and places the coffee beans on the kitchen counter. As she passes, the light scent of jasmine is surprisingly intoxicating, and you admire how well her jeans are fitting, before she turns back around to ask, “Wait, do you have a bean grinder?”