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“A green tea latte, non-fat, lactose free, with extra whipped cream, please”

“Lactose free hipped cream, eh?” Alex asks

“It balances the dairy out”

“Sure Anything else?”

I assess the extensive selection of desserts Including food could open the gates for dinner and make this an official date I’m unprepared to deal with an entire meal

“I’ly at the caramel crunch cake

“Are you sure? These cakes look too good to pass up I’ll feel bad ordering one if you don’t have anything in front of you”

Cake isn’t the sairl behind the counter is saccharine, practically fucking hi in closer, ainst his arm “Thank you,” I whisper in his ear

His eyebrows rise in surprise, followed by his easy slad you’re here”

Alex insists I have a seat while ait for our drinks and desserts He even helps s it on the rack near the fire I sink into the plush chair and sigh, running my hands over the velvet covered armrests I stare at his ass while he waits patiently at the counter for our order I also pop a couple of lactose pills

I’ at hiuys seem just as interested in hinize hiout isn’t the best place to have coffee with a famous hockey player

He brings the cakes to the table His dessert is some kind of peanut butter chocolate concoction Mine consists of pecan ue nestled between layers of whipped cream, topped with caramel drizzle

Waiting until Alex returns with our drinks would be the polite thing to do, but I’ and it looks delicious I skiather a thin layer of whipped creaue It’s the perfect co as soon as it touches h in sensory ecstasy

“Is it good?”

Alex startles reen tea latte on the table He’s close enough that I can see a tiny nick on his chin froold in his otherwise hazel eyes

He moves his chair closer to mine, so we’re side by side instead of across from each other, and settles into the soft velvet