"Claire asks Jacob to be her seat cushion"
Claire had always been a bit of an enigma to those around her. She carried herself with a quiet confidence, and her words often had a way of cutting through the air with a sharpness that belied her sweet tone....
"Who might that secret creampie guest be?"
David’s fingers were drumming nimbly on the thickly lacquered top of the mahogany table in the dim corner cafe. The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans mingled with the smell of rain coming in from the street under the ornate,...
"When time is the enemy, how much do you risk?"
The Liège waffles dusted with cinnamon and drizzled honey wasn't the only reason that Paolo's became my favourite café. Mia contributed, all smiles and freckles on sun-kissed cheeks.She raises an eyebrow, pen poised, lid chewed. "The usual?"Bubbly, cheeky, and 90210...
"a small cafe offers a surprising viewing"
My coffee cup was almost empty when she walked into the cafe. She was an attractive blonde in her late forties, maybe early fifties and was very nicely dressed in a black skirt, jacket and heels. She carried her buxom weight...
"Tessa enjoys the softer pleasures of her day"
As she did each day, Miss Tessa Malone awoke in her bed with a smile on her face; not a broad exaggeration of the mouth, but rather a natural shape of contentment eased upon her plush lips. From the moment...
"Maria had lost all abandon now, all she wanted was to cream as hard as she could"
Helena was tall with thick, long dark hair and big brown eyes. She had just arrived in New York from Colombia three months ago and was still trying to get her head around the craziness of the English language. She was...
"Jeanie starts a new life"
Jeanie worked hard and with Jan's help she bought a small two bedroom house just down the street from the cafe. She is a good employee and a best friend for Jan. Irene and Jan have tried to get Jeanie to date...
"Come for the coffee, stay for the view"
The lunchtime rush has long since subsided, I have plenty of tables to choose from. Alone at a low table for two in my favourite coffee house, a welcome respite from the daily grind, I relax into my upholstered chair...
"Sometimes love is not in the first place, but sometimes it is"
A street light flickered fiercely above Dean as he stood silently on the dark pebble street. He could hear a wave of cheering and the thump of bass coming from just down the road. Dating was not something he was...
I'd been working for Andy Saints café for two weeks, three days, nine hours and 56 seconds and counting. It was hell. It shouldn't have been hell, not even a bit, but Andy didn't like me very much. No idea...
