Welcome to Fae Cafe (High Court of the Coffee Bean, #1)

by Jennifer Kropf

Thirty minutes later, three assassins sat around the café sipping warm pumpkin spice lattes and flipping the pages of their novels quietly.

Kate winced at his breath that smelled like chewed appetizers and a compulsive need to assert dominance at inappropriate times.

“You’re too kind-hearted,” he stated. “It’s weak.” “You’re still a monster. It’s scary.”

When she looked directly at Cress, Cress was certain she was the most fragile, humany-human in the entire realm.

“Which of my assassins is your least favourite? I want to see if we picked the same one.”

“You must pay taxes on the coin you earn, and then you must pay taxes again when you spend the coin you earn, and then you must pay taxes on—” “It doesn’t make sense. Don’t try to understand it,” Kate advised, sitting back.

“You like me,” she said. It wasn’t really a question, but she wanted to hear him say it either way. “Yes.” “But I’m a repulsive human,” she quoted. “Yes.” “But you want me anyway?” “Yes.”

“Who the heck is this whack job?” He jutted his thumb at Cress. Kate opened her mouth to explain but, “He’s an assassin who came to kill me,” didn’t quite have a nice ring to it. She sighed and took Cress’s hand against every warning in her body. She patted his knuckles. “This is my boyfriend,” she said.

“You dance like a wild childling goat from the haunted woods,” Cress told her. “But I dance well enough for the both of us, so don’t worry your little human mind over it.”