Peyton Coffee Hot Novels & Stories

“You can get used to the heat and think of coffee right in the midday.” “Are you serious?”Gwyneth asked influenced by the kind of humor the Bayanihan Town has. “Well, I will have coffee at 2 PM.” “That’s the hottest part of the day!” Gwyneth exclaimed. “But I’ll join you and have une Noisette.”

if it was Zander I would've happily agreed . But ....Autin gives me ..some wired vibes ... "So ..what will you like ?" Austin asked . "I'll order mine .." i say "Oh no ...its my treat " he grined . I sighted . Well ...who will turn down a free coffee ? After ordering a black coffee we sat down near the last window . "So ...you are very close to Peach ?" I smiled . "Yep " i reply . "Hmm..."I took a sip and sighted .The coffee is good here .

And I usually pride myself on being good at that sort of thing. “Welcome to our café,” she says warmly. “What kind of coffee would you like?” She hands me a menu listing different coffee beans. I barely glance at it. “Black, please.” She smiles patiently. “And which beans would you like?” I hesitate. Most of the names mean nothing to me, but two stand out—Sumatran Mandheling and Yirgacheffe Ethiopian. I pick one at random, and she nods approvingly before disappearing behind the counter.

Normally I would rush over there to help anyway, but today I decide to indulge a little. Sure, the coffee at Layla Vous was great and there was a lot of froufrou offerings and even the classic black coffee was good, but I loved basic coffee with just a couple drops of peppermint extract. It was simple and delicious. Could I have made that at the café? Sure, but I knew I had everything for it right here.

The silence Tyler employed as a punctuation. There was a little scratch against the morning’s silence. Perry propped himself on the counter. “Can we go now We’re already late.” “You’re not late. You’re early enough to argue.” Tyler snorted. Peter filled three mugs with hot water, same mugs, same order, every morning. No one had told him about their wants and needs. He had just noticed. Bryan preferred his tea weak, nearly clear. Perry liked his hot, too hot with too much honey. Tyler had his black, no sugar, like someone a couple of generations older.

Katherine handed Page her cup of coffee as she got into the car beside her. A waft of its sweet aroma danced around her nostrils, causing her to beam. What would I do without her, she smiled. In her hand was exactly what she needed. A cup of Nitro cold brew. She had made it a venti with sugar-free vanilla syrup, mocha sauce, an extra splash of oat milk, caramel sauce-lined cup, three shots of blonde espresso roast, cinammon powder on top with no whipped cream. Page was stressed and Katherine knew that at that time of the day, the higher Page's stress, the more caffeinated her drinks had to be.

"But I'll love you even more if you bring that Verdanian coffee I like." I paused dramatically before continuing my desperate plea. "Nate hid all the coffee in the house and only lets me have one cup a day, Zoey. You know who I am without coffee. It's inhumane. Bring coffee, Zoey. For the love of God, bring coffee." Zoey was laughing so hard she could barely speak. "Relax, addict," she said between laughs. "I'll see what I can do. Maybe I can smuggle in a few capsules of your favorite kind."

“What can I get for you?” The group quickly huddled together, throwing orders in whispers at one another. “I want a cappuccino.” “No.” “Why?” “Because, Miles, one drop of caffeine turns you into a demon.” “Their chocolate muffins look good,” Wyatt stuck his head above the crowd. “Black coffee,” Ryder thought out loud. “No, black tea.” “Iced Americano for sure,” Blake nodded too. “Oh, but I want something with vanilla--” “It does not!” Miles jabbed a finger into August’s chest. “I am immune to caffeine.”

“Yvette said you should come home tonight, and I’m free, so we can go back together after work.” Mark responded, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down. He then asked his secretary to bring her a cup of Blue Mountain coffee. Raine’s favorite coffee is the Blue Mountain coffee; it was really bitter, as she did not like sweet drinks, only bitter ones. Then the phone beeped. Raine saw the man behind the desk pick up his phone and open the text message. She did not know what it said but there was a soft smile on his face. So gentle and sweet.

She went straight to Leanna's office, and Leanna's eyes narrowed instantly. "You didn't do anything good last night!" Zoey glared at her and said, "Help me make a cup of coffee." "Understood!" Leanna served her a freshly brewed cup of coffee, adding two cubes of sugar. "Try it, it's the Blue Mountain Coffee Bean that was just delivered this morning." Zoey stirred it with a small spoon and took a taste, "It's quite fragrant." Leanna stood by her side, leaning against the table, her eyes glancing at the red mark on her neck. "So intense, how does it feel?"