Espresso Cookie X Latte Cookie Novels & Stories

"Depends on how sleepy I am, I guess. I'd take a latte if I have to study and find it hard to open my eyes, but a mocha when I simply want to enjoy the drink." I could feel him nodding at my words. "Yeah, a latte has two shots of espresso while a mocha only has one. More caffeine to keep you awake." He slowed down the car, keeping it on the left side of the empty road, so he could look at me when he said, "Do you wanna come by my workplace later? It's a small cafe nearby." My jaw hit the floor. Is he asking me out? Wait, no, that couldn't be. I mean his workplace wasn't exactly a place to date, not when he was working at least. So, what was this about?

She was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life, and she was the kindest soul ever. “Yes. I just don’t know what to try. All those names on the drinks mean nothing to me,” I say, shrugging as I feel my cheeks warming up. Jason lets out a soft chuckle, turning sideways so he can look at his special board. “Mocha is my favorite, and it’s a shot of espresso, combined with chocolate powder and followed by some milk,” he says and I smile. That sounds delicious to be fair. He then proceeds to explain what a flat white is followed by Macchiato, and so on. In the end, I decided to go for the Mocha and a chocolate cupcake. Nothing like starting the day with a high dose of sugar to

she announced with a dramatic flourish. I laughed. "You're still calling it that?" She nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Espresso to wake you up, caramel to sweeten your day, a dash of cinnamon for that extra kick, and oat milk for the smooth finish. Perfect for number crunchers like you." Moments later, Lila slid the steaming cup across the counter. The aroma was intoxicating, a combination of strong coffee and sweet caramel. "Here you go. On the house," she winked.

Eve said defending me and Max nodded. "Is it possible to forget this kind of thing?" Ethan asked Max while Max tried to make him shut up. "Max will order for me." Eve said gesturing to max and the waiter turned to face max who smiled. "I'll take iced caramel latte, double drip almond milk, no vanilla extract, six pumps of sugar, extra ice, add honey and cinnamon powder put whipped cream too, venti." Max said and I looked at him with wide eyes. Can he really drink that?

She guessed that this girl is a college student. “Good day, Miss,” Maxine greeted. After looking at the menu above, the cute customer ordered, “Give me one classic latte, Two Ice Americano and don’t forget to add two shots. One mocha with chocolate powder on the top and then four iced Americano with whipped cream.” “Grande or Medium?” “All Grande.” “Got it. Let me repeat your drinks, Miss. One classic latte, two ice Americano, with extra two shots, one mocha with chocolate powder and four iced Americano with whipped cream.”

I exclaimed and went out immediately. I did not wait for his response anymore since I know that he will just ignore me like the usual. The moment I came inside, the sweet mixed aroma of coffees lingers inside my nostrils, making me crave for a Macchiato all of a sudden. “I would like one Cinnamon-Sugar Churros with Cajeta,” I started to order while looking up on the menu. “Also, one Caramel Macchiato, please. One espresso will do and make it a little foamier.” I added.

“Good morning.” “Good morning.” He greets me normally, with a small smile. “Are you going to get coffee too?” “Yeah.” I say it, and then I start to remember something. “Wait, don’t you like green tea more than coffee?” “Wow. You remembered.” It surprises me when Xander displays a gleeful expression. He seems really happy at the moment. “Actually, I am going to order their matcha espresso. I saw it on their menu outside.” “They have one?”

Hell no! I unwrapped the brown paper bag and poured the biscuits out into the plate, folding the paper and tossing it to the wooden coffee table. I twisted open the top of the decaf latte and took a sip. Just how I like it; a cube of sugar and two teaspoonful of milk. I know it is weird, but no I had a sixth sense for tasting an extra cube of sugar or spoon of milk, if ever it was added to my latte. Leaning into the settee, I crossed my leg over my thigh, munching on the biscuits which I had placed beside me, and occasionally sipping from my latte whilst looking at the invitation which I still had in hand. Yeah, I was still surprised, not to mention confused.

she said, it sounds like she is questioning my idea. “No, to try their new cookies” I replied, before standing up “what type of coffee do you drink or do you prefer tea?” “Affogato,” she replied. I nodded before going to the counter to order. A few minutes later, a barista came back with our order. Maren turns out to be a foodie, not that I am annoyed by it. She is also cute when she eats, she totally forgets that she is in the public and didn't even get anxious when some paparazzi were taking our pictures.

I asked him. He looked at the menu for a second before eplying with a smirk "An espresso, a black coffee and a latte." "Of course. You can go sit at a table, the drinks will be brough to you whe they're done. He left without saying another word. The shop wasn't too crowded so I was able to make the drinks. Once the drinks were done, I picked them up and brought them to the table they sat at. "A latte, espresso and black coffee" I said, putting them on the table, hoping I got the right cup to whoever it belonged to.