Instead of answering me, he waited for a couple of seconds, making me feel self conscious as hell. And then he nodded his head at me and took a step backward, inviting me in.

“Thank you.” I mumbled in a low tone and quickly went ahead to stand in front of the coffee counter.

The mysterious beauty man walked around the counter and started to prepare the coffee.

Even though I did not want to appear as some desperate, horny, cringing woman, unknowingly my gaze kept going back to look at him.

The way he looked, it was impossible to imagine him as a barista. But anyway, who was I to judge a person?

“Your taste?” his voice had me almost fall down on the ground in shock.

“What?” my eyes snapped up to his.

“In coffee.” He replied, humor clear in his voice. “What kind of coffee do you want?”

In that moment, I could not even describe in words how badly I wanted to bury my face in something. Like a pillow. Or probably the ground would be good. I will not have to face so much embarrassment ever again.

“Latte.” I said, proud of myself to be able to speak without croaking.

“New here?” He asked casually while starting to stir the coffee in a mug.

“Yeah.”

How the hell does he know that?

Probably accent, or probably the shit head condition of my soil covered, exhausted face.

what brings

meet somebody.”

that had been

“No.” I replied.

fuck did I

hell does it matter

stirring the coffee mug once again and after a few minutes he extended the cup towards

to meet?” he asked, “Probably I

as I knew, this was my uncle’s shop. So of course I needed to ask

hesitated, “Do you know

words left my

me as his demeanor changed in front of

look was gone and its place was taken by active,

you want to meet

gone. It was replaced by strict, serious demeanor. It was like the man in front

a booming

“Hope..?”

turning back, I recognized the voice that had

a heavy, big man with beard hiding half of his face and a black

in a smile so big that I could see each one of his teeth. He looked like Hagrid from the Harry

filled with tears at the sight of him. After

Vincent.” I whispered

Before I could blink away the tears,

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