Offer it to Rachel.

Standing at my desk with this special beverage, I decide it is to precious to dump out. I mean, it is filled with my essence after all. I bet Rachel would love a sweet coffee treat. And she is too naive to even consider anything weird is going on.

I walk it over to her desk nonchalantly.

“Good afternoon, Rachel. I slaved away on a specialty coffee that Victoria refused. Her loss is your gain.”

She was typing away at spreadsheets and reports, like usual. She swiveled to me with big, excited eyes. “Really? Oh, it smells good! What is it?”

“Have you ever had an iced Thai coffee?”

“No, I don’t think I’ve even eaten Thai food. I am a huge wuss about spicy foods,” she says apologetically.

“Well, you are in for a treat, although this one is an iced Thai espresso. Tell me what you think.”

She lifts it to her lips and takes a sip. I watch her face brighten. “Oh it is very sweet! This can’t be good for me.”

“Yeah, it is not an everyday drink. But it is a great, afternoon dessert drink.”

She takes another sip and licks her lips. “I’m definitely going to look for these on my honeymoon. But I need to limit it to this one if I am going to fit into my bikini.”

Oh, I need to see that. An array of bikini styles flutter through my head and I want to see her unbelievable rack in all of them. “Wow. You two are going to have such an amazing time. If you are in bikinis everyday, then I know HE is at the very least.”

“Oh stop.” She is so cute when she blushes.

“Stop? I’ll do no such thing.” Wink. “If that is the only one you get to drink, you better savor it.” I move to leave.

“I will! Thank you, Warren.” She slowly purses her lips, eyes smiling at me, taking her time with the next sip.

What a good girl.