She dipped her hands in the large container of flour and sprinkled it on the counter. Carefully she began kneading the dough into a smooth round ball. Just as she found her rhythm the bell above the door chimed. "We're closed" she said without looking up. "
"Does that mean a guy can't get a good cup of Joe and a chocolate chip muffin?" The voice asked. She looked up her mouth with a slack jaw. Standing in front of her was the guy who she had wished and prayed would be her forever. Dusting her hands off rapidly and running around the counter. "What are you doing here?" She said as she ran toward him. The two embraced in a Texas size squeeze causing their hearts to rhythmically sync together.
Day 5/5
The word prompt was Rhythm
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