Mr. Garcia Fantasy Weeks later

Weeks later

Maybe next reincarnation

I’ll give my last breath before they take anything else from me

quite literally

I’ve seen every square inch of Violet Eaton’s delectable body and she has no idea who I am

Mr. Garcia Fantasy Weeks laterMr. Series #3 He was gorgeous, older and guarded. I knew he was trouble from the moment we locked eyes. We met at work, on my first day as a barista. He smiled, I melted . then he tasted my coffee and threw it away. Again, the next day, and the next. He hated the coffee, yet still came back. I knew his game. He called my coffee death in a cup. I called him gods gift to women. I wasnt lying. Then we ran into each other outside of the coffee house, and