Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

After taking a sip of his coffee, Jackson asked, "How did you know I like this particular coffee?"

My attention from what he'd called me was diverted by his question, and I replied with a light shrug. "I just randomly picked one."

That was a lie.

I remembered from before the accident that he always liked to drink dark-roast coffee to perk him up when he needed to focus on something important. Jackson looked at me thoughtfully, his eyebrows furrowing, and asked, "Have you been studying what I like?"

I quickly shook my head. "No. No, I haven't."

"Where's the vanilla creamer?"

serving packages of

raised an

seems you know what I like to add

testing me, and I immediately wanted to take back the

my hand and said, "I need your

the cup of coffee and couldn't tear open the lids of the little containers with just one hand. He could only signal to me with his eyes to help him. I took them from him, tore off the film, and

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at Taya, who had her eyes lowered. She glowed with a different kind of beauty

help but be mesmerized, and his voice became