Steam danced above the liquid, floating in slow motion as it left traces of rich caramelized nuts. I licked my bottom lip as I watched my cup get filled. Coffee turned into my new addiction after I quitted smoking. At least that's what everyone thinks.  I groaned as I watched the thin line of liquid that connected the machine and my cup vanishes. It made a noise similar to water being drained down the bathtub followed by the clicking of something broken, drowning the peaceful sound.  I pulled out my cup. I groaned and then disconnected the machine before hitting it.  I couldn’t put a finger on what exactly was bothering me but I was angry. I could feel the center of my forehead crease in annoyance as I tried to fix it by hitting it harder. Probably the worst idea, but whatever. 

Sebastian dropped his hands to the side and turned his attention to me. “I thought you weren’t coming.” “I changed my mind,” I shrugged. His lips curled at the edges as he took slow steps toward me. His scent drove me crazy. It was that same woody and coffee mixture that pushed my brain into ecstasy. Everything about me became conscious including my wobbly legs.  “Is that so? What changed your mind? Or should I ask...who changed your mind?” he reached over and lifted my chin to look up at him. “I don’t think I should report everything I do.” He grinned. “Even so, I want to know if I was behind that decision.” I took a step back and out of his burning touch. “ I forgot h