Daniel appeared at Leighton's desk Monday morning holding two cups.
"Vanilla latte. Oat milk. One sugar." He set one down beside her keyboard. "Figured you could use it after that disaster date."
She looked up from her screen. He was smiling. Easy. No judgment in his eyes.
"Thanks for the coffee."
"Anytime." He leaned against her cubicle wall. "So. Want to try again? Coffee. With someone who won't make you think about someone else the whole time."
Her stomach flipped. "Daniel..."
"Just as friends. Unless you want it to be more?" He said it casually. No pressure. Just an offer hanging in the air.
She should say no. Should keep things professional. Should focus on work and forget about men entirely.
"Friends sounds good."
"Perfect. There's a place two blocks over. Best espresso in t
