Dear Coffee Boy,
I wonder why I still call you Coffee Boy still.
You're definitely not a boy anymore.
You're a man and I'm a woman. We're both twenty eight and grown with desperate youth still hidden in the veins we try to cover with new flesh.
I think you've noticed that. And you've noticed how long we've been together.
And that's why you proposed.
I love you so much the universe can't even stand it.
When I told you I was pregnant, you cried of joy and we danced with our legs strong and our hearts stronger.
Love,
Your fiance Alice
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Dear Coffee Boy
Короткий рассказA collection of letters from Alice to a Starbucks barista she falls in love with. #97|| 10/6/16 [DISCLAIMER]: I wrote this story in 2015 when I was fairly new to fictional/romance writing and completely new to Wattpad. This story is full of flaws...
