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“Our last name is Bloom, and my parents fancied themselves to be comedians”

Oliver laughed when she wrinkled her button nose to show her displeasure He glanced down at the latte design he could only refer to as art She’d ed froest was a planet with a large ring around it, which she surrounded with smaller stars and planets

“Whoa I didn’t know you could make such intricate outlines”

“Well, this is my parents’ place So, to be fair I’ve had years to perfect my technique”

She leaned her side against the counter and tilted her head

“Now you have to taste it Pretty decorations are one thing, but it’s the taste that really counts”

“I al this,” he said His brow furrowed as he lifted the cup to his lips and took a sip The creamy, rich flavor filled his mouth and he moaned his appreciation

“My compliments to the Barista”

Juni slanced down almost bashfully

“Thanks”

She an a methodical wipe doith a white cloth Silence fell over the café and Oliver found hiht as he drank his latte He was never really one for s to learn more about her Dressed in a pair of orn denims that showcased her slender frah breasts, she had a girl next door appeal He bounced his leg as he racked his brain for so conversation? She look

ed up from the notebook she’d laid back on the counter to scribble in and smiled

“Is this your first time at Cupa?”

“Um, yeah, how did you know?”

“Lucky guess I’m here most of the time, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen you”

“Maybe I’m just not that memorable”

“Trust me, you are”

His lips twitched up into a slanced away Her oval-shaped face disappeared behind a volu dornites kindling

“Do you draw?” he asked He nodded his head toward the black and white composition book laid out in front of her

“No, I’m not really much of an artist”

“What then?” he asked “Or are you going to uess?”

“I think you should After all, I did for you with my Latte Art”