32. Best Coffee

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Aspen POV I slowly raised my head to meet with a pair of soft copper brown eyes and brown hair. I couldn't help but smell the minty breath coming out of him and the great urge to to hold him in a tight embrace and take in his minty scent. His hair looks messy and his eyes looked different this time around, it was as if they held a great budden or something. A part of me longed to ask but I was just too stubborn and got my mind made up already so I kept mute. He has a t-shirt and shorts on and yet my hawk-like eyes could see his ripped muscles. “I just asked you a question, Aspen!” His eyes roamed around me for a brief second and I literally felt heated up just by his warm gaze. Who could have thought that he had the power to do that just by his mere gaze. The way my name rolled off his

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