‘Baby, you and I are about to make each other very happy.’
Harper took her in his hands and leant over, eyes closed. He could feel the warmth rolling off in waves, caressing his face and eliciting a small smile. He leant down until his lips was almost touching, breathing in the unique smell. He remembered all the times they had been here, together, keeping him awake all night until he could fall asleep, happily exhausted.
Opening his eyes, he gazed into the dark depths, taking in the unique colour of perfection. He gingerly ran his tongue around the edge, tasting the fluid that had spilt there. Then, finally, he allowed himself to taste her properly, closing his eyes again and sighing in pleasure.
No doubt about it. Harper loved coffee.