Steamy Stories: Books & Brews Sapphic Date

They enjoy sweet treats, share stories, and get cozy between the bookshelves.

(This is totally made up and not about anyone or any specific interaction. Enjoy and thank you so much for being a paid subscriber! I take suggestions from y’all! Let me know if you want me to write something that leans more towards your interests.)

While texting throughout the week, between flirting and sending pictures, she and I made plans for another date. Our aquarium date went so well and neither of us wanted to wait that long before seeing each other again. We wanted to check out a shop that sold used books, coffee, and pastries. After that? Who knows, we left it open.

The temperature dropped leading up to our date. I kept adding layers as I tried to figure out what to wear. I knew this place had an outdoor patio, and I wanted to be prepared just in case she liked to sit outside. In the end, I settled on black jeans, a tight-cropped tee, a light cardigan, and a large jacket with a hood and pockets. Instead of my usual cross-body bag, I picked a big canvas tote for whatever books I might get.

I wanted to be cozy, warm, and prepared. She had already seen me be sexy, so now I felt more comfortable showing her my relaxed side.

The nerves I felt on our last date didn’t show up half as strongly now that we knew each other better. I was more excited this time, singing along to songs as I drove to meet her. The shop was right between us, and we both wanted to make things as easy as possible for the other.

I spotted her car in the lot as I pulled up, so I hurried inside not wanting to keep her waiting. As I opened the door a bell rang above me, and instantly, the comforting smell hit me. Coffee, bread, and old paper, what an intoxicating combination! I scanned the room for her and the wooden floor creaked beneath me as I shifted around.

Bookshelves made a maze of the space. A pair of plush chairs sat next to a fireplace, long tables tucked into corners with outlets and bar seating lined a row of espresso machines and cute baristas. Through the big glass doors and windows lining the back of the shop, I saw a sunny patio full of plants.

This was well on its way to being one of my favorite places ever. I sure hoped the drinks were good. I found a seat by the fire, still wondering where she was but not wanting to order yet. Then, I saw her round the corner. She smiled at me and held her arms out for a hug as she approached.