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Coffee Shop Encounter
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Complete, First published May 23, 2016
How would you react if a stunning man showed up at your work place, wanting a simple cup of coffee at first but then more once he lays eyes on you?

Its clear your feelings are mutual, you both see a beautiful person standing in front of you. 

From the minute your eyes met, you can't help the feeling he gives you. The note he slips in your hand doesn't help either. 

Will the quick coffee shop encounter turn into more all because of a cup of black coffee?
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