Hey guys! razornale here, so I’ve for the most part completely rewritten the first part of A Chance Encounter. I decided to rewrite it because I feel that I have grown over the years as a writer. I’ve also changed it up to be read in the point of views of the characters vs. in third person. I feel that I write better when I’m writing in first person. So for now as a test run I’ve only rewritten the first part. I will wait to see what the feedback is with this part before I move forward with the rest. Happy reading!



A Chance Encounter Part One

(Jeremy’s POV)

I pulled my truck into a parking space outside of the coffee bistro I’d heard about from Peter, one of my childhood best friends. Looking at the building it didn’t look like much, so I just shook my head and hoped that he was right.

“Doesn’t look like much.” My best friend and co-worker Theodore says, from the passenger seat.

“Well, Peter did tell me it didn’t, but that the inside and the food makes up for it.”

“That’s good ‘cause I’m hungry.”

I laughed as I opened my door. “Theo you’re always hungry.” Getting out of the truck, I shut the door and stretched. Even though the place wasn’t that far from the base I’m still getting used to being home and doing normal things. Like driving.

Looking over at Theo, I see him doing the same thing as me. “Come on, lets go. It’s going to be a long drive to Colorado.”

(Ava’s POV)

“Oh my God, Marie come quick!” Aélita my best friend and business partner hollered from the front of the store.

With a sigh I got up from my desk and walked towards the front. “What is it Aélita, I’ve got to cook this morning because Jane called in sick and Michael is on vacation. So, I won’t be able to come running every time you holler at me today.”

When I walked through the door that separated the kitchen from the front of the Bistro, Aelita was leaning against the counter by the register, and looking at me over her shoulder with a mischievous grin on her face. “Look what’s about to walk in the door.” She said nodding her head in the direction of the front door.

Sighing I looked and what I saw left me speechless and I could feel my mouth starting to salivate at the gorgeous specimen that were about to grace my little Bistro with their presence. Two of the most gorgeous men I’d ever laid eyes on were stretching as they got out of a massive jacked up and blacked out Silverado. They both appeared to stand around six foot four or five and looked to be around 195 o pure muscle. Both had what appeared, at least from this distance, to be a military approved undercut. Except the driver had jet black hair and the passenger had sandy blonde hair. There was a ruggedness to their appearance, mainly because it looked like they could use a shave if they were military. The driver, who was my main focus, as well as the passenger wore dark blue jeans, a button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled to their elbows and black tactical boots.

“Whoa.”

“That’s what I’m saying. I mean I know we’re close to the base and all, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone that fine come in before.” She replied with a sigh while fanning herself with one of the menus. Standing up straight she turns around and looks at me directly, that mischievous, smile back on her face. “So, which one do you call dibs on?”

“WHAT!” I gasped, pretending like I would never think of such a thing. But I can’t hold the act for long and start laughing. “Have I ever told you that you’re a slut?”

“Yes, at least once a day. But I still love you baby doll and you still love me.”

Laughing I turned around and started to head back into the kitchen to get ready, once in the kitchen I grab my apron putting it on and leaned over the counter next to the grill to look through the serving hatch, “By the way, the driver is off limits.” I could hear Aelita’s laugh as I stood up to continue preparing the kitchen for the day. Not to long after that I heard the jingle of the door and knew it was time to get to work. I loved my job.

(Jeremy’s POV)

Looking around at my surroundings, I smiled to myself when I glanced through the window of the Bistro and see two stunningly beautiful women ogling Theo and me. I typically notice everything that happens around me, mainly because that’s what I’ve been trained to do. “Hey Theo. It would seem we have an audience.”

“I noticed that as well.” He said with a chuckle coming to stand at the front of the truck waiting for me to get to him. When we started heading for the door he asked, “So, which on would you call dibs on if you could? The blond or the redhead?”

Glancing at the two women again, I took in their appearance. The blonde’s hair looked bleached, and honestly, I hated the look, but it fit her, almost as if it were natural and not from a bottle. All I could see of her body was from the waist up though since she was standing behind the counter, but what I saw was beautiful. She appeared to have about C cup breasts. Which is not a bad size, just enough to fill my hand. She was earing a spaghetti strap shirt and her hair hung loose around her shoulders framing her face on one side and tucked behind her ear on the other. The redhead though, I could see her full body and I love what could see. She had curves in all the right places and what appeared to be double D breasts. She was also wearing a spaghetti strap tank top as well as jeans that hugged her body like a second skin and sneakers.

When I got to the door, I reached to open it looking over my shoulder I looked at Theo and said, “The redhead.” Before opening the door and walking in.

Right as you enter the Bistro there’s a sign that says Please seat yourself. Looking around the space, I see a booth that is in the corner against the wall and has a window on the side. It would have a perfect view of the room. Having to always be on my guard I like I like to sit where someone isn’t able to come up behind me as well has being able to see most if not all of the room. Heading over there I take a seat with the wall at my back. Theo follows and sits down across from me.

A few seconds after we sit, the blonde walks over to us. Setting a couple of menus down in front of us she says, “Hello there, what can I get you fine gentlemen this morning?” she says in a sultry voice.

I can’t help the twitch of my lips, “I would love some coffee please.”

“Same.” Theo says as he glances over the menu.

“You got it.” She says walking away.

It doesn’t take her long to come back with two mugs and a coffee pot. Setting the cups down she asks, “Will you need room for cream?”

“No thanks.” I reply and Theo agrees.

“No problem.” she says pouring the coffee into the mugs. “So, do you know what you would like, or do you need a few minutes?”

“I know what I want, how about you Theo?”

“I’m good.”

“I would like the steak and eggs. Steak medium rare and the eggs over medium.” I tell her closing my menu and handing it to her.

“No problem, it comes with two sides. People usually get hashbrowns and pancakes or toast.”

“I’ll have the hashbrowns extra crispy and white toast with strawberry jelly.”

“Sure, there should be some jelly packets in the holder over there but if there isn’t let me know.” She replies before looking at Theo, biting her lower lip and undressing him with her eyes. “And for you gorgeous?”

“Hmm, I think I will have the chicken and waffles, with some bacon and sausage patties. Then I think I’ll top it off with a slice of that chocolate cake I saw in the fridge by the register as we walked in.”

With a chuckle the blond nods and reads back our order, both of us nodding to let her know it was correct.