Madeleine X Espresso Novels & Stories

Then he closed the book carefully, sliding something between the pages, and stood. I turned my attention deliberately to the counter. “Tre caffè, per favore,” I told the barista. “Spanish latte, hazelnut latte, americano. And five croissants, please—due alle mandorle, tre al cioccolato.” My voice was steady, casual enough to sound practiced. Footsteps behind me. Steady. Unhurried. “Elisha.” My throat tightened, but I kept my gaze on the neat row of glazed pastries, their shells shining under the glass. “You’ve confused me with someone else.”

“Cappuccino, latte, black coffee or espresso?” “Oh…Latte, no sugar, crème with some ice.” Elena smiled and she saw Martinez smirking at her. “Any toppings?” Martinez put his two hands into his jean’s pockets. “Brown sugar powder, if there’s any…” Elena stopped and giggled, “Don’t make me sound like a complaint customer! Gosh…” She covered her mouth with her backhand at the time she giggled. Martinez glanced at her and grinned. “One of the nightmares that often show up in your restaurant?”

This signaled an emergency! "Waah... I'm really scared. Good thing I don't have to deal with him directly!" I said thanks to myself. "Eh! Who said that!! He asked for coffee! It's a double-shot espresso with no sugar! He asked me to make it earlier! I made it yesterday...huhuh... now there's you! You give this... to him! He asked for a double shot espresso, no sugar!" Ms. Claudia handed me the glass she had been stirring.

Her laughter boomed until she clapped her hands together, drawing attention to her surroundings until she realized she needed to shut her mouth as soon as possible. Serena shook her head in surprise. Her eyebrows furrowed high. "I thought the dere would be cool enough to get you, but it turned out to be cute too." "It's just that I'm really insistent on making it official with Angga," Maureen complained before sipping from the straw stuck in her iced coffee. Amerikano, a type of espresso that is diluted and can be accepted on an empty stomach without sugar. It was still bitter on Maureen's tongue.

It’s best to keep her at a healthy distance - welcome, but not too close. I get dressed and inhale slowly, trying to sort everyone and everything in their boxes, but today my usually calm, rational mind doesn’t want to play along. Madeleine - beautiful, sweet, stubborn little Maddie - keeps poking her head in, asking, “What are you doing?” ** I’m busy sipping on the world’s strongest espresso when the phone on the wall buzzes. Frowning I throw the espresso down my throat before I answer the incessant buzzing phone. “What?” I snap.

He looked like the definition of wealth and power. Nothing like the monster I’d seen in the dark last night. He didn’t even look up, calmly sipping his espresso, yet the corner of his mouth curved into a slow, cruel smirk. He knew I was staring. I could tell. And he was savoring every second of my discomfort. "Coffee, Gianna?" Madeleine asked, reaching for the pot, "Or are you strictly a tea person?" "Coffee is fine," I managed to say, my voice sounding flat even to my own ears.

When he was done, he passed me and said under his breath, “They’ll be here in twenty minutes now.” I gave the briefest of nods as he left, and Molly returned, a fresh glow coloring her cheeks. Whatever shock she’d been in earlier was gone. She sat, a small smile on her face at the blanket, and dug into her omelet. She tried the espresso, and another whole moan left her mouth. “This is pure bliss. Oh, dear god. What coffee do you use for this? I need it for Easter Lanes. Forget alcohol. People will come in for this. Forget bowling! It’s the espresso shots. I can see it happening.”

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Like boss like butler, said Jeanne to herself. At the cafe, the three enjoyed having coffee while Harry was not around for quite some time, executing his boss' order. Ma always orders Caffe Latte which is a mixture of espresso and steamed milk sweet while she ordered Jeanne a very opposite taste from hers, Cappuccino which boasts a much stronger espresso flavor. Although they have different tastes in food, they both knew what to order for each other very well. “Oh my God, that's so funny!” Aaron said while wiping tears that came out of his eyes because he was laughing his throat out. Ma was conveying her old, lame jokes and that made her and Aaron laugh hysterically. Jeanne was just so used

She asked, glancing around. “Don’t you bother, Beta Zoe. They made the mess, so they needed to clean it. How do you like your coffee? Espresso, cappuccino, macchiato, marocchino, caffè latte, caffè lungo, caffè doppio … you may need that extra to deal with these two, or maybe a caffè corretto that could also be good to deal with the princes.” Cora rattled off a list of things I couldn’t tell you that made them different.