"Tea? Coffee?"
Cole looked up at Nina. It broke his heart to see so much sadness in her red, pale eyes. She had been crying the entire night. He knew it.
"I should be the one asking you that question," said Cole, falling on the kitchen island. "Tea or coffee?"
"What!" Nina was a little surprised.
"Do you want me to make you tea or coffee?"
She giggled. "Cole, this is my house. And you seem to forget you're a guest in my kitchen. I should be the one making you tea or coffee or whatever you choose…"
He stood up and pushed her gently to sit on the island. He cupped her face in his hands and planted a peck on her forehead.
" Tea or coffee? "
She chuckled. " You're serious? "
" One hundred percent. "
" Cole, you don't have to-"
" Sssh! " he put a finger on her lips. "Tea or co
