although coffee shops weren’t the ideal place to get work done, sometimes it seemed to be the only place with free wifi. piper was making progress on her latest piece when she saw a familiar face from across the shop. she smirked, always loving a good opportunity to patronize the man, and of course, some light snooping, “ hey there, STRANGER, “ she said, bumping her shoulder into his, “ let’s see. can i guess your order ? black americano. wait, wait, maybe a soy latte ? who are you impressing today ? it all depends on that, right ? “








