Madeleine X Espresso Novels & Stories

Maddie was nowhere to be found and all I met was a fuming Spaniard, tapping his fingers on the counter. "How hard is it to get a barista here?" He said, his grey orbs gleaming. "I'm really sorry, sir," I said, and grabbed a notebook. "Winslow, give me my usual. Hazlo rápido," "Pumpkin cold brew?" "No, the other usual," "Green tea Frappuccino, Grande?" I asked. "Si," "Coming right up," I said, trying to sound cheerful. As I grabbed a cup and a sharpie, Mr. Decarlo eyed me closely.

Maisey chirped. I pulled in the lot and turned off the engine. “What’s not to love about leather, no matter what the age?” I shrugged. Maisey sighed dreamily, “Yeah, leather is nice no matter what.” When we walked in I realized that we were the first ones there and walked up to place my order, “Hey Miss Kayla, Can I get a macchiato with 2 extra shots please?” She nodded and then looked at Maisey for her order. “Can I get a half calf mocha latte please?” Maisey ordered and I arched my brow wondering why she was cutting her caffeine.

The minute I entered the station house, Mack greeted me with a large mocha with hazelnut flavoring. “There had better be an extra shot of espresso in here!” I grumbled as I brought the cup up to my lips and inhaling deeply. A slow smile spread on my face as I relished in the scent. It was good to have a friend that knew exactly what I liked, I thought to myself as I took my first sip. “Are you seriously asking me?” Mack demanded, playfully.

I saw Samuel struggling with the bags, but I ignored him. "Ma'am, we offer delivery. If you want we can-" "No, thank you." I cut her off before she can even finish what she was saying and leave. What a nosy gal. Should we go for ice cream? Maddie's favourite flavor available? Maddie's favourite flavor was a limited edition ice cream in the Ice Cafe Cream, it's strawberry cookies cream cheese. Venice's favourite is coffee, while mine is anything! I like everything. Should I wait for...

, he says, distaste lacing his voice. I raise my head, letting my eyes race over his assistants face. "Uhm, sure. A grande iced Americano please." "One grande iced Americano and one regular iced peppermint tea, coming right away", she says, hurrying off afterwards. I look back at my phone, checking my messages. Nothing. "What are you looking at anyways?" Elijah asks, shifting in the makeup chair. "Nothing that should interest you", I throw back. "Honey", he warns.

It came out as a breathy moan. He nodded. "Dynasty Premier Grand Cru." I moaned as my eyes fell closed. I pressed a hand to my throat. "Burr grinder?" "Of course." My eyes wanted to roll up into my head. "French Press?" "Espresso." "Sweet bippy." I leaned against the wall. "If I beg for coffee, you still don't win." I fanned myself at the idea of drinking as close to nectar as I was ever going to get on this plane of existence.

“Yesterday I didn’t pay attention to the information I was given at the desk. Apparently breakfast is served from nine am. But I guess it will be a weekend.” She shook her head, “That is the daily breakfast time on these sides. I will recommend you try the madeleines.” I had been here to Seasbury a few times but had never slept over so this was news to me. I accepted her offer and she got up and disappeared behind the counter coming back a few minutes later with a collection of six madeleines on a plate. She then served me those madeleines with a milky coffee. “Sorry, I don’t have a full breakfast option yet,” she said smiling. The madeleines were soft and delicious. She wanted to know what

"The clothes fit perfectly." "Yes, they do." I raised an eyebrow. "Almost suspiciously well." His lips quirked. "I pay attention to details, Madison. Especially when they involve your body." A waiter materialized beside us. "Coffee, miss?" "Please. Black." I glanced at the menu. "And I'll have the avocado toast with poached eggs." "Excellent choice." The waiter nodded and disappeared. Alexander set his phone down. "Sleep well?" "Better than I expected, considering I passed out waiting for you to finish your call."

"Pft, are you kidding me, Cassie? Of course he doesn't know because if he did? It might be the end of freedom, as in forever." "What's with the against, Andy? Why don't you marry that guy? Maybe you two can get along after the wedding?" Madeline said like it's an easy deal to do. I glare at her, "Really? Then, why don't you do it instead? I'm very pleased to exchange places with you if you want?" That's sarcasm and I knew she knew that. Madeline just rolled her eyes and drank her matcha. "Caramel latte for Miss Andrea!" The cashier shouted my beautiful name, and that's my sign to get my favorite coffee.