Twenty minutes later Junior came back with two clearly labeled cups this time. Ethan had his glasses off again. He was pinching the bridge of his nose.
Junior set the cups down.
Ethan looked at the cup. Then at Junior.
The younger alpha set the cups down and dropped back into the chair. He grabbed his -- the one labeled cream + 4 pumps vanilla, DO NOT TOUCH -- and took a long sip and exhaled.
Perfect.
Ethan put his glasses back on and picked up his coffee without looking at the label.
"Thank you."
Junior pulled his chair closer to the desk. He set his cup down on the edge of the desk and reached for the laptop.
He started scrolling, slowly realising the depth of how dense the document really was. And Ethan had collected all this in one night?! Junior quickly peeked at the alpha sitting across from him.
