Drew arrived in the cozy, gold-plastered café to find Michael already there, seated at a table, holding a steaming cup of coffee. Drew approached the counter and ordered an extra-large with cream from a girl with two rings in her lower lip. Her multicolored dreadlocks swung as she poured from the oversized carafe.
“Um, miss?”
“Yeah?” she asked over her shoulder.
“Can you add a shot of peppermint, please?”
She grabbed the little bottle from the display and poured a generous slug into his cup, before turning to ring up his purchase.
“That will be $5.75,” she said.
Drew crooked one eyebrow at her but swiped his card and grabbed the cup. He made his way over to his brother grumbling under his breath. “I should stick to coffee at home.”
Then he remembered why he was here and his heart ga
