“It has been,” Trev replied, matching her smile with a weaker one of his own.
“What’s your pleasure tonight?”
“Surprise me.”
“Oh boy. Let’s see. A five-shot venti caramel macchiato with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles.”
“Like I can afford that.”
“If that’s what he wants, make it for him.”
Trev whirled around to see Zack standing there. “What the hell? How did you find me, and why are you here?”
“Saw you walk in. You were supposed to—” Zack stopped, apparently becoming aware the barista was listening. “Order what you want,” he told Trev, before letting Georgie know he wanted a regular coffee. “Venti, with room.”
“Iced Americano for me,” Trev said sullenly. He knew he’d better order something. He had the feeling Zack would force the issue if he didn’t.
While she made their dri
