Latte Darling

I have a comfortable life, owning the coffee shop I've worked at since I was sixteen and living in my hometown.

It is cozy.

in writing.

But I'm sick of working alone all the time. I'm sick of having to make all of the decisions in my life.

I want a shoulder to cry on. Someone with whom to pass the time. Take a seat beside. Give me a hug.

I also really don't want to attend my best friend's wedding alone myself.

I downloaded a dating app and accepted to meet the first man to contact me.

And here I am in the bar right now.

However, the person who just sat down in the chair opposite from me is not my date. It's his father.

And my goodness, he embodies the essence of Silver Fox. A Silver Fox may have tattoos from his neck to his fingers, be as thick as a mansion, and have piercing blue eyes.

I can feel the Big Bad Wolf in him. Only I'm blushing instead of fleeing. He seems as if he would want to consume me in its whole.