Novel & Cerita Second Wave Coffee & Books

As I perused the books, I could feel Aidan’s gaze on me. The shop, much like the one downstairs, boasted an impressive selection. These were books to be enjoyed in the coffee lounge, not purchased or taken home. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached the romance novel section. So, Well Thumbed had these too. I wondered if they had hidden gems, perhaps something I hadn’t read or that Uncle Alex’s book club, Bound To Please, hadn’t discovered yet.

So, I decided to give it a go now that I was in a dire urge to get some coffee in my hand. It was a comfortable shop that looked small on the outside with a small entrance but the inside was huge with a whole section like a library but at the front, there was a small café; it gave off dark academic vibes and was practically the aesthetic on P*******t. I ordered a café latte and took it hot and for takeaway as I walked to the bookshelf. I automatically found myself running to the romance collection. She included one of my favorite book series of all time. THE OFF-CAMPUS SERIES BY ELLE KENNEDY! A literal smile had glowed upon my face. Garett and Hannah were hands down by far my favorite couple

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After a few hours trawling Fifth Avenue, I stepped into Barnes & Noble, I needed to get some new reading material and more urgently in that moment, loaded with bags, I needed to sit down and get a coffee. The coffee shop was on a mezzanine level and I placed my order and dropped my bags next to a table at the edge overlooking the bustling first floor. There seemed to be a small crowd waiting for the arrival of an author to do a book signing. I tried to make out the name of the author on the signage but it wasn’t clear. The book was called “Starting Over” and I recalled I’d heard about it on a podcast, it was about a woman waking from a Coma and starting her life over. Apparently, it was the

“Isabella… meet my brother, Aiden Hale. Founder of… what company again, Aiden? I forgot. He is always in meetings.” My chest tightened at the last name. Hale. I already knew, but hearing it again made my stomach twist. “And this,” she continued, waving her hand like she was introducing me at an award show, “is Isabella Schneider. Founder of Vanguard Cypher Group.” Aiden turned fully to me this time. His expression changed from confusion to something I could not name. Maybe it was surprise. Maybe respect. Or maybe it was interest, the kind that made me uncomfortable. “You built VCG?” he asked.

It was just coffee after a bookshop. That was what the micro-consistency looked like from the inside. It looked like the most ordinary Saturday afternoon. It was the most ordinary Saturday afternoon. Two people in a bookshop and then coffee. Nothing significant about any of it except that it was all significant. Every unremarkable minute of it. He was there.

"One question, are you hiding the coffee maker?" She crosses by the counter and sits on a stool by the bar. "Sorry, no coffee maker. I have no taste for it, but there's a coffee shop on the ground level next to the bookstore. They kind of play off one another." "I have one from my old place. Do you mind if I set it up?" I wait for her to agree and then gather my courage to ask the question I've thought about a hundred times since I returned to San Francisco. "Pen," I lead with her nickname, "what's up with Trey and Mari?"

“Follow me.” The long-haired woman started walking towards it, followed by her close friend. They were up the stairs a few minutes later, carrying a tray containing a cup of coffee and a sandwich. When he arrived on the second floor, Abby opened the glass door, which was an outdoor area, because there were many tables and chairs. Before they arrived at the area, it turned out that there were already several customers occupying them, both indoors and outdoors. "What was wrong with you? Why do we have to go up to the second floor and—"

There are people inside, sipping coffee while reading on their free books. I saw on their menu that they sell different desserts. I went inside and approached the counter. A crew immediately met me. "Good evening, ma'am. Welcome to our Book Lover's Cafe! How may I help you?" She sweetly asked. I smiled at her before telling her what I wanted to order. She left to process my order. And after a few minutes, she came back. "Do you let your customers borrow some of your books here?" I asked, as if I wanted to read now before going to bed.