Novel & Cerita Cannon Mine Coffee

I looked at Jade smiling brightly at Cleo and realized in time, we may have exactly what they have together, maybe something even better. “Elliott, this coffee is FANTASTIC!” Jade declared after taking a timid sip while Cleo chatted her ear off as we walked through the main entrance to the mall. “Oh, Elliott ordered his basic bitch coffee for you?” Cameron winked at me and I slapped him upside the head. “What a manly hit from someone who actually ordered a pumpkin spice latte a few weeks ago.” “I’m sorry I don’t drink gross bean water like you two! Who orders black coffee from Starbucks?!”

I immediately let go of his grip and sat down again. —Don't go, listen to me; I only ask for a few minutes, please. -—Just a few minutes, I told him coldly and distantly. —I know I failed you in many ways, and you don't know how I regret it. I wish I could go back in time and tell you the truth. That my name is Maximo Knox, and I am the future alpha of Blue Mountain. A playboy, an idiot who wasn't interested in finding his mate.

CANNON JESUS CHRIST. When my boss at B & A told me that my client was a fucking mess, the last thing I expected was to find a strung-out junkie dancing completely naked at a music festival for something called `five seconds of summer`. “How`s the view Cannon? Pretty chic, huh? Bet you are missing the Marines right about now, aren`t you?”

And that solo morning runs were definitely off the menu. Bugger me! My fingers shook as I texted: Which coffee shop? A short pause and then: Hot Java. R U mad??? Ignorant question. The coffee shop she named was the one not more than a block from my flat. We'd even gone there together a few mornings when she'd stayed the night with me. Brynne had been right close to home the whole time! I texted back: Don't leave!! Comin 2 get u!

Anna said. "Okay, let me assure you then that Michael is head over heels for you and he doesn't like me." I grab Sebastian's coffee and drink it. "What?" I ask when I notice they were staring at me. "That's mine." Sebastian said. "So? I can refill it. What you don't want to share your coffee?" I said in disbelief. "You can. I just... never mind." "What? Can somebody explain to me then why you are staring at me like I grew a second head?"

-SIENNA- Fiddling with my cappuccino, I waited for my fake fiancée to arrive. We spoke briefly on the phone yesterday and arranged to meet after work at my favorite coffee shop near my apartment. The cozy place, decorated with green walls and white furniture, serves the best coffee in the area. But my favorite part is the small garden in the back with the tables arranged around a small fountain. The smell of the flowers combined with the smell of coffee makes everything better. It's like a hidden oasis in the middle of Manhattan. Choosing to meet in one of my safe places was a strategic decision to give me more strength when the nerves fluttered in my stomach.

By then I should make the coffee. Elaine thought and looked around the kitchen while thinking what type of coffee Cannon liked. A coffee machine got into her sight but she was still undecided what to go for. As Cannon’s words got echoing in her mind, without wasting any more moments, she quickly made some espresso thinking it would help him reduce his headache. She placed some cookies beside espresso that she found there which Bella baked earlier and gave her in snacks when she was in the library. But for medicine, she didn’t find any.

Ray POV:- "Are you going home Ray?" my best friend Boom ask to me, we all are in mall beacuse I want to purchase something special for my Queen. Well she is special for me, so whatever I bought for her is always special. "Yes Boom I am missing my beautiful baby" I answer and smile a little. It's been a while since I touch her and feel her soft dedicated skin. "Ok but you have to come back before the orientation program?"

Chastity smiled shyly at him. “I will. On one condition.” Colby said. “What condition?” Chastity asked sadly. “Tell me how the hell you make your coffee so good. Every other coffee tastes like shit compared to yours.” Colby grumbled. “Really?” Chastity laughed. “Hell yes! The only good coffee is yours. All the rest is crap.” “Fine. One spoon of french roast, one spoon of hazelnut, and one spoon of dark roast. But them in a container, shake it well, then dump in the filter, and start.”

Tiffany kept her head down, clutching the tray of coffees like a holy relic. "Delivery for the penthouse suite," Tiffany said, pitching her voice an octave lower as she reached the security desk. The guard didn't even look up from his monitor. "Name?" "Uh, Ravencourt. It’s a standing order." The guard paused, his brow furrowing. "Mr. Ravencourt doesn't drink iced lattes. He drinks black coffee. Hot, from a specific bean in Ethiopia that costs more than my car." Tiffany didn't miss a beat. "It’s for the guests. Big meeting. You want to be the guy who makes the board of directors wait for their caffeine fix?"