LOVE AT FIRST BLUSH

They say love at first sight isn't real. That it's just attraction dressed up in fairytale logic. But what about love at first blush?

The kind of love that makes your face heat up before your heart even catches on? The kind that turns awkward moments into fate? The kind that happens when you spill coffee on a stranger's lap and suddenly, he's looking at you like you're the best mistake he's ever made?

Because that's exactly how I met Noah Carter.
And trust me-falling in love was never part of the plan.

Chapter One
Of Coffee, Catastrophes, and Cute Boys

The first time I saw Noah Carter, I was in the middle of a full-blown caffeine crisis.

"One iced caramel macchiato, extra caramel, oat milk, and-oh my God, can you make it fast? I'm so late."

The barista raised an unimpressed eyebrow as I fumbled for my wallet, knocking over a stack of sugar packets in the process. It was not my day.

And then, as if the universe had a personal vendetta against me, my world turned into a slow-motion disaster film.

I spun around too quickly, coffee cup in hand, and-

SPLASH.

The drink didn't just spill. It launched itself, soaring through the air like a caffeinated missile before landing squarely on someone's lap.

A very expensive-looking suit.

A very attractive-looking guy.

The kind of attractive that makes your brain short-circuit. Tousled dark hair, sharp jawline, and piercing blue eyes that flickered from shock to amusement way too fast for my comfort.

For a second, I just... froze.

Then my brain screamed SAY SOMETHING, YOU DISASTER HUMAN.

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