~ GENNY ~
"Okay, Monkey. Try this one." Reid carefully placed a mug in front of me, the steam visibly rising up.
A deep and rich aroma caressed my nose, causing me to finally lift my head from the counter, heavy with morning exhaustion. I almost thought Reid had given me a dessert.
The moment the hot, dark liquid hit my tongue, my senses woke. The morning fog in my brain slowly dissipated with each sip.
The sensation brought tears to my eyes and I moaned in satisfaction.
"Is it good?" Reid nervously asked.
I straightened on the stool, my eyes closed as a single tear escaped. "So good. So decadent."
He whispered softly into my ear, "May I have a taste?"
As soon as I turned my head to face him, he firmly grabbed the back of my neck and slammed his lips onto mine.
A surprised gasp es
