Coffee and Sugar


Joao smiled and tensed his hand and as he did, Eve tensed hers; entwining her fingers around his, curling the tips underneath so that they stroked at the palm of his hand so gently as if the skin on which she strummed were the nylon strings to his heart.

Excerpt: Coffee and Sugar ₢2013

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