Mechanic or Luna: Book two
However, this place had coffee.
A younger woman, frizzy brown hair, slightly smudged eyeliner and rosy cheeks looked up at me. “Oh! L-luna Brett!”
“Hello! How are you?” I said with a smile. My eyes instantly looked around. She had pastries, doughnuts, muffins of different flavors, and the smell of coffee was making my mouth water. “This is such a cute shop!”
Her face instantly lit up. “Thank you!”
“What do you recommend?”
“Well, what kind of stuff do you like?”