This is the beginning to how Will and Jasmine first meet. It feels forced. I don’t like how dumbfounded she gets. Jasmine is smart and confident. She may get thrown off balance, but she should be able to bounce back. it’s the first time in a while that I’ve written anything like this. If I do this every few days, I should start getting better.<\/p>\n
Jasmine was lounging on a couch. Nothing felt quite as comfortable as taking in a novel while enjoying a fresh cup of coffee. Sitting in the local coffee shop, she looked up from her book to find her coffee mug. As she did so, she noticed a man ordering at the bar. She eyed him for a moment, feeling as though she had met him before. Long ago, it felt, in another time and place.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis feeling can\u2019t be real,\u201d she thought. Jasmine was a practical woman; she wouldn\u2019t let weird, surreal feelings control her. \u201cAnd yet, he is an attractive man.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m shouldn\u2019t let him get away. Maybe just talking with him will get these feelings to go away.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jasmine set her novel down, grabbed her coffee mug, and walked over to the counter. While the barista was busy making the mystery man\u2019s order, he was leaning toward the muffin case. Jasmine tried to think of just the right way to get started.<\/p>\n
Without warning, the mystery man turned his head toward Jasmine, \u201cWhat do you think of these blueberry muffins?\u201d He pointed into the case at a large muffin bursting with deep blue.<\/p>\n
His hazel eyes seemed to look straight through her. Startled, Jasmine had trouble creating a coherent sentence, \u201cUh, they\u2019re good; full of flavor.\u201d
\n\u201cCould I get one of these?\u201d he asks the barista, \u201cWhat are you having?\u201d
\nJasmine was startled again, \u201cUh, a macchiato.\u201d<\/p>\n