Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Eleven
The sand was wet under our bare feet. Alexandra insisted on taking my hand and leading me into the shallow waves that lapped at the muddy beach. With her rolled-up suit trousers and my similarly shortened jeans, we must have looked quite a pair. I looked at her and laughed, “You’re doing this because I mentioned waves?” “I’m doing this because whatever you’ve done, … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Eleven

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