Being the Night Shift Guy Chapter 3
I tried not to stare too much at the young woman working the coffee machine. Her name was Susan and she already seemed to be an expert on coffee. As she finished frothing the milk, I took a moment to admire her from behind, her long red hair tied back and resting against her petite frame. "Have you done this before?" I asked sceptically as she poured out a perfect cappuccino. With a subtle American accent she responded "I used help out with the coffees after service, it was a good excuse...