"Afternoons," remarked Kenzie as she leaned closer to Melissa. "I guess three o'clock is girl time."
Melissa chuckled after closing the cash register and said, "You could say that again. We can make it official every three in the afternoon."
Pointing to Kenzie, she clarified, "For as long as it is not busy. It's coffee time for us."
"Absolutely, ma'am!" Kenzie confirmed, giving Melissa a salute.
Melissa Web, her boss, and the cafe's manager was absolutely a doll. Kenzie thought she was beautiful with short red hair and azure eyes. What Kenzie liked best about Melissa was her energetic personality.
They each made themselves their own choice of coffee and drank as they chat behind the counter while there was no new customer. So far, only a few that came in during lunch stayed behind, finishing their coffee and utilizing the shop's internet.
"So Mel, what's your story? How old are you and how long have you been working h
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Suddenly, everything around her turned mute. Kenzie was a bit furious after finding out that she was working for a coffee shop owned by Andrew's grandmother. 'What was Andrew thinking? Keeping this from me?' She perfectly recalled how Andrew first lost his cool when she finally told him about her simple job. Back then he said, "Kenzie, I thought you were going to make music - be a producer? Why do you need to work at a coffee shop?" "I want to Andrew, and we should not be having this conversation. I told you, I wanted to live my life," she reminded her. "Besides, I love my coffee, and there, I get free coffee." "Okay. Fine. What's the name of the coffee shop you applied for?" Andrew asked. "It's The Steam Beans Cafe," she replied. Now it all made sense to Kenzie, how Andrew became easily at ease with her working at the cafe; it was because she would still work in an environment that was familiar to him.
"Andrew, you know I don't mean to hide you, right?" Kenzie massaged her temples as they stood outside the driveway of a massive mansion. She looked up to him and tugged on his coat, saying, "It's just that, I had reservations. We just got married when I applied for the job and frankly, there are a lot of things between us that I am still not sure of." When Andrew acted to move past her, she pulled harder, now with both sides of his coat, and pointed, "But I do like you. I really, really do." How did they get into this conversation? Well, Andrew found out that Kenzie never really included in her employment data that she was married. Andrew had an inkling. If Melissa knew Kenzie was married to a Kenworthy, she would have asked around, including his grandmother. He had to admit it. It hurt his ego, but he kept reminding himself what he got himself into. After all, it was his idea to marry Kenzie in a flash. They did not really g
'My life is going in the right direction', Andrew reflected as he lay on his bed. His grandmother, Emily, promised to give Andrew her company shares and would make the formal announcement on Monday. It was his grandmother's wedding gift to him. The chances of becoming the next CEO of his grandfather's media company would soon be higher. Lastly, he married the girl that took his breath away, the second her blue eyes met his brown orbs back in New York. Despite all this, however, why did he still feel incomplete? Andrew looked down at the delicate-looking blonde, resting against his chest. She had her arm across his torso and she was clearly comforted with his touch and scent. He recognized that while Kenzie married him, he still did not have her heart. Recalling how his day went earlier that evening, he wondered how he could fast-track their relationship. First, Kenzie was ashamed of the fact that s
"Woah! Andrew has a woman!" While Jonard acknowledged Kenzie belonged to Andrew, his eyes showed a hint of interest. Kenzie may have walked in with her hair tied into a messy bun and wearing only Andrew's shirt on top of her skimpy shorts, but her freshly washed face was a breath of fresh air and her sexy, slender long legs were on display. Andrew had to cover his best friend's eyes, ordering him to turn back, "Don't fucking look!" "Sweetheart change into something more adequate for our guest," Andrew directed, shifting his gaze to his wife. When Kenzie realized what he meant, she hastily swung in the direction of the master bedroom and covered herself up. *** "Say that again?" Jonard asked for the third time, unable to believe his ears. "She is my wife. This is Kenzie," Andrew introduced from the other end of the living room where Kenzie sat with him, now wearing a comfortable dress. He put his arm arou
Because Andrew insisted, they both wore regular fitted jeans and rubber shoes. They were ready with their hats and some extra clothes in case they needed to change. It was evident to Kenzie that they were walking around and needed to be comfortable while they were at it. From the living room, Andrew revealed, "Since you insist on doing things the way normal couples do, then today, we are doing things normally... As normal as I can tolerate." "Are we?" Kenzie asked, still lost in her thoughts, thinking constantly about how Andrew gave the "L" word. It had been lingering in her head since she took a shower. "Yeah, and just one more missing," Andrew announced. He took out his phone and made a call. "Wendell, where are you - oh, okay." In just a few minutes, Wendell arrived, carrying a shopping bag. As usual, Wendell was very chatty. He took fifteen precious minutes from the couple before he handed the bag, "Here you go, Sir. As
A kiss on a Ferris Wheel was definitely one on Kenzie's bucket list. She had always imagined how romantic it would be, giving that kiss to a very special someone, but of course, she never had that experience, not with a chaperone with her all the time. Kenzie determined that perhaps it was a blessing in disguise how she never got to go on a Ferris wheel ride with Brad because right at that very moment, riding on the London Eye with Andrew, everything felt right. For an undetermined time, the couple had been staring at each other, following Andrew's confession. They were both breathing heavily, waiting for what will happen next until... their capsule reached the topmost part of the Ferris Wheel. Kenzie was particularly gawking at Andrew's thin lips. "They say, kissing on the top of a Ferris Wheel signifies faithfulness. It is synonymous to a wedding vow," Andrew said, inching closer to Kenzie's elegant face. The fi
"So to sum it up, you think your brother is trying to get favors in the name of Felix Song so he could win votes against you for the CEO position?" Kenzie asked while they were in the car. Wendell was quick to reach them, now driving the couple in Andrew's vehicle, on the way to the opera house. "Yes," Andrew replied. "But, I thought your grandma's shares will close the deal?" Kenzie inquired, recalling how Emily Kentworthy was going to give her shares to Andrew. "Harry doesn't know that yet," Andrew replied. "Still, if he makes a mess with Mr. Song, it will be bad for us." Kenzie scoffed and remarked, "Tell me about it. He'd wish he wasn't born at all." When Kenzie realized her husband was giving her a puzzled expression, she added, "Coz you know, you'd probably put him in his place." "Yes, and." Andrew's brows met before explaining, "The Songs will do the same, even worse." He cleared his throa
"Do you want to talk about it?" Kenzie asked, staring warily at Andrew's face. The couple was lying in their bed, with Andrew in deep thought, glancing up the ceiling. He swallowed air down his throat, his adam's apple moving in a sexy way yet without him knowing. Andrew forced a smile, pulling Kenzie closer to his torso, and said, "No. I'd rather not. I just found out that Felix Song may have biases, and I probably gave him an answer that was not in his favor." "Tell me, please," Kenzie requested, tugging on his shirt. "It's not important. We best get some sleep." Andrew took a deep breath and pecked on Kenzie's cheek, saying, "I may need to do some damage control tomorrow, thanks to Harry, so I need to go to the office before lunch." "Goodnight, Kenzie," Andrew said. "Goodnight, Andrew," she said back, yawning, and it was because they have had a very long night that she fell asleep in a matter of seconds. Although