The Tender Bar Novels & Stories

His green eyes dart down to her lips then back up to her mischievous expression. The barista behind the counter breaks the tension. “Good morning, what can I get for you?” the barista asks, she is a young woman with light blond hair pulled back neatly into a low ponytail. She is wearing a red-and-white vertically striped button-up shirt, layered under a brown apron tied around her waist. “Two cappuccinos and a chocolate chip muffin,” Zack said gruffly, looking over at Anna’s playful face. The barista types on the touch screen monitor in front of her, before saying, “Alright, that will be out soon. You may pay so long.” The card machine beside the monitor flickered to live and Zack easily tap