Chapter 30

Cruel would be an understatement for what Samuel is doing to me, not giving me any of my fucking coffee is life threatening for him. I tried attacking him four times, but each time he would just step out of the way and stare at me with that, "are you kidding me?" look. I pouted as he grinned, taking a sip of the delicious smelling coffee. "I hate you." I grumbled.

He chuckled, "You already had two cups of coffee! You don't need anymore!" "But it's so good!" I whined. "Not my fault I'm craving it!" "Too much isn't good for you." he warned me, handing me the cup. "Last cup."

"There's only half though."