The coffee flows down his throat, swimming in its smoothness. He holds the ceramic cup tightly and relishes the coffee’s warmth and richness. Kyle gazes awkwardly at the barista. Whenever a pretty girl is kind to him, even remotely, he falls in love.
Excerpt from Stirring the Coffee at Friday Flash Fiction.
Crow On The Wire 
Ah, pretty and kind, is always a good start.
They get you all the time. ☕️
That warm cup of Coffee with that beautiful heart would melt anyone, and go swirling over it.
Anamika…..
Yes, it would. ☕️