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Chapter 6 by ChloBlo1218 ChloBlo1218

Where do you meet up with Hannah?

Coffee shop near her apartment

After coming to an agreement with Jake to keep his dirty threesome a secret, I made my move on sweet little Hannah Cane. We had been talking a lot through our phones, and today was the first time we'd meet up without her boyfriend around. I told her to meet me at a local coffee shop close to her apartment, "coincidentally" one of my "favorite" places.

I've never been to that fucking place in my life.

Not that it mattered, I planned to get to the coffee shop before she did and scope it out. What initially drew me to this particular shop was the large windows, letting all this natural light into the building, perfect for taking photos of Hannah throughout our impromptu date and sending them to Jake.

My plan went to shit when I woke up five minutes before I was supposed to meet Hannah, and it was still twenty minutes away. She lived right down the street, there was no way I could beat here there now! I didn't have time to shower, so I changed into the first pair of clean clothes laying around my bedroom. I tried to comb my nappy bedhead into something resembling a normal hairstyle, rapidly brushing my teeth with the other hand.

Racing down the highway, I made it to the coffee shop, parking around the back and heading inside. Entering through the front door, I found Hannah sitting in the far back corner of the store, hidden from the sun like a damn vampire. It's not the spot I would've picked, but we would make do.

The dumb blonde didn't realize she picked one of the most high traffic spots in the coffee shop, customers streaming past the table heading to the bathroom. Hannah had unwittingly turned our private show into a public viewing, and she was damn sure going to regret it.

I couldn't see anything more than the back of Hannah's head, her tiny body out of view thanks to the tall back of the booth. Turning to face her on approach, I got a profile view and my first surprise of the day.

Her blonde locks were dyed neon pink from the midsection down, a bold yet totally on brand choice for a geeky, insecure girl like Hannah. She had worn several different hair colors and styles throughout the years, but nothing quite like this. It was a cry for attention, a **** attempt to draw the eyes of her distracted boyfriend. Instead she managed to catch the attention of lonely, horny perverts like myself.

Whatever I was expecting her to be wearing, my imagination paled to the reality. She was dressed in a skimpy summer outfit, a black crop that curved in at the arm holes, showing off the straps of her matching black bra. Down below the blonde was rocking a pair of white denim shorts that made her pale skin look tan in comparison.

Hannah Canes looked like a slice of heaven, and I was going to take a few bites.

How do you greet Hannah?

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