Miss Not So Sidekick Latte Novels & Stories

"As of twenty minutes ago." She laughed. "Congratulations." "I've never appreciated having two arms this much." "I bet." She reached for the register. "The usual?" Raphael answered before Liam could. "One caramel latte." He nodded toward Liam. "Extra shot." And one black coffee. "No sugar." Mia grinned as she entered the order. "Nice to know some things never change." Liam glanced sideways at Raphael. "You remembered." Raphael looked genuinely confused. "...Remembered what?"

I brush it off maybe she had a Vodka or two on the flight over. “Anyway, let’s order coffee I could do with a caffeine fix, what do you want, Mia? A pumpkin latte or a caramel mocha?” I know these are her all-time favorite drinks. “Pumpkin spice latte would be good, thanks Lucky. Listen I just need to make a call and let my friend know we are here. What’s with the detail outside?” “Oh, Odeon you mean? I figured I should have someone with me, just to be on the safe side not that I think having a coffee with my best friend is dangerous business.” I chuckle, she doesn’t. Fuck, Mia is acting so weird right now.

" Sasha answered, like an obedient child. "I heard that the beverages in Starbucks are not bad. What about peach tea latte?" Clearly, Woody was rubbing it in. "That sounds great!"

Now it's my turn to order. "What can I get you?" The staff smiled to me and the girls literally giggling behind me. "Hazelnut latte please." I said as I looked at the menu. "Size? Tall? Grande? Venti?" "Grande.” "Your name?" He smirked. "Caila." I lied, I know he's hitting on me and trying to flirt with me. I smiled to him too and he winked. I paid for it and waited on the side.

“There’s a café six blocks away. They know my order.” I sighed reaching for my notebook to write the order down, but she held up a hand. “Don’t write it down,” she snapped. “Your smart. You’ll remember it.” She smiled venomously and began calling out the order. “Large soy milk latte. Two shots of espresso. One pump of sugar-free vanilla. No foam. Light cinnamon on top. Exactly 168 degrees. And tell them to stir it counter-clockwise—last time they didn’t and it ruined my whole morning.”

“You got latte again?” “Obviously,” she says. “Extra foam. You know me.” I nod. “Still pretending you are fancy.” She kicks my shin under the table. Light. “Still pretending you are not,” she fires back. I laugh. The rain picks up outside. It drums steady on the glass. I watch drops race down the window. Selene stirs her latte slow. Foam swirls into a tiny heart. “My client, Mr. Neon drove me nuts today,” she says. “Wants the drink can to glow in the dark. Like, actually glow.”

She looked at her minions. “I could, but she smells, and I don't want to catch an infection.” Michelle snickered, and they laughed. “Relax, Camilla. I am here to drink coffee. I promise I am not looking for trouble today.” I let out a small sigh, bringing out the writing pad. “What would you like?” “Macha latte with extra milk for me. Make no mistake.” She turned to them. “You can order, ladies.” They all gave their orders and went to sit down. I finished in no time and made sure my mind was in one place so I didn't mess up before Marissa chewed me dry.

Staff member said it with his face down. “I see. So he is Mr. Clinton only, Anyways no problem you don't need to bother and can leave to do your work. I can go to his cabin by myself , trust me. Also, rest assured you won't get any punishment for this". Nella said while giving him a slight smile. Staff member nodded his face with nervousness and went from there. Nella's POV

Jessica moved quickly behind the counter, sliding the cup onto the tray along with a slice of caramel cake. It was almost noon, and Café Bliss was packed. Orders kept coming in. Her legs were tired, but she had a good rhythm going. At least for now. She glanced at the receipt again. Table 7. Hot latte with oat milk, two shots of espresso. No sugar. Extra hot. She carefully balanced the tray and made her way through the crowd. Her grip was tight, her steps focused.