Kelsey looked up as Patrick and their director, Andy Davidson, entered the tent. Patrick handed her a cup of coffee and she lifted her eyes, round with confusion, to his face. He’d never brought her coffee; she usually waited until after the meeting for that.
“Mocha latte with skim,” Patrick said.
Kelsey’s chin dropped.
“That’s not what she likes,” Grayson snorted.
“I’m pretty sure it is,” Patrick countered and took a sip of his own coffee, acting like this was a routine interaction for them.
“No, Kelsey likes the caramel macchiato,” Grayson argued. Kelsey studied the coffee in her hand for a second, then turned to him and shook her head.
“No, I like the caramel macchiato,” Veronica stated as she entered the tent.
Grayson’s dumbfounded expression slowly turned mischievous. “Isn’t that interesting?” he whispered as he walked past Kelsey to his seat.
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