No, no, no,” I beg and pull backwards against his pressure, but it’s no use. He’s way stronger than me. Mac laughs at my resistance. “I need to meet this coffee snob and make sure he’s good enough for you.” “No, you don’t,” I plead, and my ears begin to boil. “You really don’t. I’m not ready for this. We’ve only had one lesson!” “You’re ready,” his voice is firm. “I’m going to help you, so no worries.” “Yes, worries. Lots and lots of worries!” Mac practically shoves me through the
