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It's a bitingly cold November dawn, and the scent and warmth of the Starbucks wraps itself around me like a down comforter. I need coffee—soon—or I'll end up falling asleep on my feet.

I look around for her, trying not to be obvious about it. I scan the tables on one side of the café, then I turn to check the other side and come face to face with her. I stifle a yelp and take a short, awkward step back, heart lurching.

"Sorry," she says, her voice every bit as melting and soft as it was on the phone, and she smiles that lighthouse smile again and I remember exactly why I couldn't sleep last night.

I clear my throat. "It's okay."

She takes me by the hand and leads me to a corner table—secluded, away from the front doors that let in swirls of cold air every few minutes. I slide into a chair across from her to find a gently steaming latte in front of me.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I played it safe," she explains, sipping from her own cup. "It's chilly out and I got you up early, so I figured you'd want something hot in front of you."

"Thanks," I say, dazzled all over again. I take a scalding sip and feel the heat drip slowly all the way into my stomach. The warmth and caffeine bring me down slightly from my nervous high, and I pluck up the courage to demand an answer from her. "You have to tell me your name now, you know."

God, she has a laugh like warm honey. "Didn't mean to keep you in suspense," she says lightly, swirling the contents of her cup. "It's Bear."

The revelation staggers me. This little creature, as sparkling and delicate as a bubble, is named Bear?

"That's kind of a weird name," I blurt out, and instantly wish I could smack myself upside the head for it. I open my mouth to apologize, even though I'd probably make things worse, somehow, but she brushes the unspoken words away with a wave of her long-fingered hand.

"Oh, trust me, I know." She giggles and continues. "My dad's kind of a nature freak—wildlife conservation and all that, y'know? My sister's name is Tiger and my brother's name is Wolf."

"He had a thing for tough names?"

She laughs. "My sister was his first kid, and when I came along, he pretty much resigned himself to a house full of daughters and figured I might as well be Bear anyway. Then Wolfy was born and he ended up with big sisters with rougher names than his."

I grin. She's infectious and I love it. "What's your dad's name, then?"


We dissolve into muffled laughter together, leaning onto the table for support. She—God, she feels like my best friend already…

That sentiment sobers me. Don't jump on her, you'll just scare her off… I pull back a little and force myself to look away from Bear, taking stock of the nook she'd led me to. All the lights are on to offset the outdoor dimness, but they glow a soft yellow instead of the harsh glare of halogens. Our table is back in a corner. Shadowy wreaths of steam laced with the scent of coffee beans shroud it against the bustle of the front doors. My insides suddenly lurch with a mixture of euphoria and unadulterated fear. It's intimate—incredibly intimate, and she's within twelve inches of me through the low hum of the place, looking at me with liquid blue eyes, with her hair trailing in waves over one shoulder.

I'm trying to convince myself that it's all just my imagination—wishful thinking—something—when she speaks up again. "I kind of have an ulterior motive for asking you to join me." Her smile is mischievous but her eyes are shy, and the characteristic jolt to my stomach starts to claw its way into my throat.

A thousand scenarios flash across my mind, each more seductive in theory and outlandish in content than the last. I'm so whipped—utterly whipped, and she hasn't done a thing.

"I have this art project," Bear says, putting me out of my tremblingly nervous misery, "and I was wondering if you would, maybe…" She swirls her cup more—she's nervous, and it's so cute I want to scoop her up and hug her. "If you would maybe model for me."

I struggle to keep my jaw from dropping. She seems to notice, since she barrels onward in her explanation. "Not model like catwalk or anything, just… I just need a reference. For anatomy." She winces and drops her head, and I can see a blush creeping up her neck. "And by 'anatomy' I mean… you know, scientifically—"

"Hey." I cut off her reassurances—can't she tell that her voice alone would make me do just about anything? "I know what you mean."

She looks up at me with scarlet cheeks and clears her throat. "I've just made an utter train wreck of that, but… what do you say?"

I smile and lean my elbows on the table. Bear is dangerously, spine-tinglingly close to me, so naturally there's only one possible answer, and I'm happy to give it.

Well, part three. Constructive criticism and/or utter brutality are very, very much appreciated. :)

As a side note, there may have been some italics or somesuch that dA got rid of, but I'm not in the mood to comb through the Word doc and type code. :P

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breezybrutality Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
OMG you have to write there more now? Where is it??
disrhythmic Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2012
It's still unfinished, but I have a few more chapters up at my FicPress account. The link's down below in a comment. :) I don't think I'll be finishing this though. Lost interest.
breezybrutality Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I totally understand the losing interest part but it also makes me very sad :/
disrhythmic Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2012
Aw, sorry. :/
OxygenOcean Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2012  Student General Artist
So far, this tale is utopian. It's quite nice.
disrhythmic Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2012
Thank you! :)
astrawolf Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2011   Writer
Daww (:
This is so cute! I must say, I adore these two characters. Personally, I think the name Bear is a bit odd, but whatever you think fits the character best. Can't wait to see more (:
disrhythmic Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2011
Thanks! :hug: It took me about a week to get ballsy enough to just pick that name, weird as it is... I think I originally had some symbolism or something, then that fell through but I was used to typing it... or something. :P
astrawolf Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2011   Writer
Haha well whatever suits the character for you (:
anisia-gypsy Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
This one gave me butterflies!!

The only thing that didn't fit for me was the "sure" at the end... The main character doesn't seem to make a transition from shy and bumbling to ballsy... I don't know how else to say it. Other than that, it's marvellous!! I'm definitely a fan :)
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