His warm chuckle warms me from the inside out. “Come on, Ry. You have to at least try it.”
I scowl at the coffee in my hand. “Do I, though?”
“Yes, because I want to know if it’s a place we should go back to.” I shoot him a glare, and he puts a hand up, laughing. “Just to pick up coffee.”
“You are never going back to that coffee shop, Reid Marshall.”
I watch a grin appear on his handsome face. “Yes, Ma’am. We will never go back. Now, can you try your coffee?”
“Fine.” I take a sip.
“How is it?”
Begrudgingly, I admit. “It’s pretty good.”
He laughs at that. As much as I don’t like the reason he’s laughing, I can totally admit that hearing Reid laugh is one of my most favorite things in the world. We’re almost back when it hits me. “Oh.”
“What?” he asks.
“We should have bought coffees for everybody else, or at least Tessa. She loves coffee.”
“Slate will get her coffee, if she wants it.”
We walk inside, and Tessa notices our coffee immediately. “You got coffee and didn’t bring back any?”
“You can have mine. I only took a sip.” I thrust my cold brew at her, and she frowns at it.
“Is it gross?”
“No.”
She eyes me. “Then why aren’t you drinking it?”
Reid chuckles, and I scowl at him. “The girl there was seconds away from throwing herself at Reid.”
“She was not.” Reid argues.
I turn on him. “Yes, she was.”
Tessa looks between the two of us. “Girl, I totally get it; and I don’t have the whole furry thing going on.”
“Furry thing?” I repeat.
“Yeah, the whole turn into a wolf thing.” She takes a sip and frowns. “Ew, no wonder you didn’t drink this. What is this?”
“It’s cold brew with a splash of oat milk and shot of sugar free vanilla?”
She looks at me with horror. “Sugar free? Who drinks coffee with sugar-free syrup? You need sugar and dairy and whipped cream in this thing. That’s disgusting.” With that, she dumps it down the sink.
I feel complete satisfaction at watching it drain. That is until I turn to see Reid and Slate staring at us. “Did you just dump the entire thing?” Reid asks.
Tessa freezes. “Oh. Did you want it?”
“It’s a little late now,” Reid says in return.
Tessa grimaces. “I am so sorry. I didn’t even think about—”
“Knock it off, Reid,” Slate says, and Reid grins. Slate shakes his head. “He’s seriously happy you just dumped it.”
