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It tasted bitter; notes of caramel, dark chocolate, and even something that felt like smoke.
"I'm not letting you take my builder, Kade."
"Well, who brewed this coffee?" I had to ask, hoping he would give that one away.
But no such luck when he smiled and said, "Oh, that's me. But you already have me."
We sat down on pillows, legs crossed and waited for the chef to finish whatever he started.
"It's been years since you came here, Kade," Caine pointed out. He gently placed his cup on a saucer. "I never thought that you would return on very uncomfortable circumstances."
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