Cup of Joe by Teri Wilson

Author:Teri Wilson
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: White Rose Publishing (an entity of Pelican Ventures, LLC)
Published: 2009-12-28T16:00:00+00:00

Cup of Joe

Chapter Eleven

Goldie wrapped a silky lavender polka dot scarf around her ponytail and tied it in a loose bow. There. She was ready. All of Bliss’s training items were packed in a small backpack by the front door—treats, her Rally Obedience rule book, a collapsible water bowl with bottled water. She was dressed in soft, faded jeans, a comfy violet sweater and sneakers. Harold had a strict rule about all the students in obedience class wearing sneakers. He didn’t want any of the handlers to accidentally step on a dog’s foot in hard-soled shoes. As soon as Joe got there, she’d be ready to fly out the door. Goldie glanced at her watch.

Yep, he should be here any minute.

She took in an excited, shaky breath and checked herself in the mirror one last time. Even though she’d seen Joe every day this week, when he’d kindly brought her a nice, warm Goldie’s Latte Macchiato to the library, she still felt a nervous thrill while she waited for him to arrive. They were going to dog training class, just like last Saturday. Only this time, he was picking her up so they could ride together. Which made it seem more like a date than ever!

Even though she’d been expecting it, the sound of Joe’s knuckles knocking on the front door startled her so badly she nearly jumped out of her skin.

Calm down.

She took a deep breath, smoothed her ponytail and swung open the door.

“Hi Joe,” she said, rather breathlessly.

“Hi.” Joe’s voice carried a hint of gruffness and Goldie noticed his gaze dart to her polka dot scarf.

“Is that what I think it is?” She pointed to the paper cup in his hand.

He grinned. “No, Miss Smarty-pants. As a matter of fact, it’s not.”

Goldie’s stomach flipped a little at the sound of his flirty tone. “You mean that’s not a Goldie’s Latte Macchiato you have there?”

“Nope.” He shook his head. “This is the weekend. I thought I’d bring something a little more…” He paused, and then finished with, “playful.”

“Oooh. That sounds intriguing.”

“Here.” He held the cup toward her. “Try it and let me know what you think.”

Goldie took a tentative sip from the cup’s straw. A rush of ice-cold, whipped sweetness filled her mouth, with just a hint of coffee. The chill tickled her nose and she rubbed it with the tip of her finger.

Joe’s grin grew wider. “Did the cold catch you by surprise?”

“It did.” She took another sip, this time prepared for the icy tingle on the tip of her tongue. “But this is delicious. Absolutely wonderful, almost like a milkshake. What is it?”

“A whippaccino.” He shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans and his grin wavered, a sheepish expression washing over his features. “A Blissful Whippaccino, to be precise.”

Oh, wow. Goldie suddenly had trouble swallowing the cool, creamy drink. She couldn’t help feeling the tiniest bit exhilarated.

It’s one thing to have a yummy coffee drink named after you. It’s quite another to also have one named after your dog.

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