Chat love japan one on one. So I just stood there, staring at him trying to think of something smart and funny to say.
Of course, irony being my sister twin, made sure this particular morning my wits were soundly asleep. I lifted my mug and took a brave sip instead.
It was a bad idea. I totally forgot my coffee was burning hot, and here I was now, coughing like a madman, quietly begging for him to leave so that I could have some privacy to melt in my own embarrassment.
But no, he was still here, looking slightly concerned, handing me a glass of water, chuckling to himself. His hand was on my back, patting.
But even when my coughing stopped, his hand remained there. ‘He’s just being a gentleman, making sure I am okay,’ I thought to myself. His hand was now stroking my back, first gently, then with more pressure, sliding down to my waist. Chat love japan one on one.