Austin Greg Coleman
“Coffee?” Rolly widened his eyes at me, “You don’t drink coffee, are you out of your mind or something?”
“If you want to come with me, sit on the passenger seat and let me drive,” I glared at him before grabbing some keys.
He doesn’t have any other choice but to abide by my request. Both of us mounted the car and drove to the nearest fancy coffee shop we could find.
The moment the coffee beans lingered on my nose; her scent followed. My eyes peered on the far-right table and saw them.
My heart skipped a beat after seeing her dressed up so fine, she looks so cool and aesthetically pleasing in my eyes right now.
She was wearing a matching beige trouser and coat outfit, partnered up with white heels with her hair curled perfectly behind her back. I coul
