For The Long Haul by gneebee

…his voice sounded harsh even to him, “Yeah Hun, coffee, black. Thanks.”

He was caught by surprise when no sooner were the words out of his mouth than a small pale hand covered his. He immediately looked up and into the face of a sweet and sexy looking blue-eyed blonde. She smiled when she said, “Don’t call me Honey, okay? Please. I’m Beth.”

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