Secrets of the café

Like any typical Wednesday, Kevin was at it with his routine life. Sitting in the CEO cabin on the top floor of Brown Inc, Kevin was engrossed in the files set on his desk when a familiar man entered the room.

"Good Morning Mr. Brown," The man greeted with a subtle smile on his face. The middle-aged man set a stack of papers on the table before standing in front of Kevin. "Those are the copies you requested."

Kevin stared at the papers, nodding before his eyes met the man. "Morning Benson, any updates this morning?"

Benson Swift had been working for Kevin since the moment he took on the responsibilities of being the CEO. Benson had worked under Paul for a year before he passed away and his duties were shifted over to Kevin. Though most people at the company hated the change of CEO, Benson was more than happy serving Kevin. Not only was he Kevin's head bodyguard, but he also played the role of his driver and assistant at work, taking care of all of Kevin's needs.

"I'm waiting on a confirmation for the meeting you have next week with Mr. Wilson. As soon as their representative sends a response, I will confirm it for you."

"Great."

"Shall I get you your coffee?"

Quickly looking up from the files that had caught his attention, Kevin abruptly refused. "No. I will get that my myself."

"Are you sure Mr. Brown? You do have three files to review before the conference later today." Benson spoke with a look of concern evident on his face.

"From now on, I will get my coffee personally. I no longer need your assistance." Kevin's tone was precise, serious, and stern, making his point irrefutable.

"You have always requested that I present you with coffee 9 sharp in the morning. What has caused the sudden change Mr. Brown? Is there an issue you perhaps want to discuss?"

"No, no Benson. It's not you. I....I just...." Kevin's mind when back in time to Sunday.

What started out to be just a normal Sunday, transformed into one of the most momentous days of his life. Kevin was is a terrible mood for having to cancel his precious Sunday plans of resting at home. The management team had requested an urgent compilation of reports for the new project to be approved, and since Kevin was the CEO, only he had access to the information needed for the reports. Though he was irritated for leaving the comfort of his home, Kevin headed back to his office to quickly put together a file of reports.

The day was going as boring as always with Kevin sitting amongst a stack of files. The stacked kept getting taller and taller while the headache throbbing at the back of his head was getting harder and harder for him to bare. Throwing one of the files across the room, Kevin charged out of his office and to the nearest coffee shop he could locate.

After walking in the cool fall air, Kevin found himself in front of a small yet elegant cafe with a "Nancy's Cakes & Coffee" sign handing from above the door. With doubts in his mind, he pushed the glass doors open to be welcoming by a chiming bell and the back of a petite girl. Just as he was about to walk closer to the register, the girl abruptly turned and rushed towards the counter when her foot slipped. The girl was about to come crashing to the ground when Kevin's instincts pulled him to the girl, catching her in his arms. And just as his eyes fell on the brown orbes of the girl, he knew that one visit to this coffee shop wouldn't be enough.

"Sir?" Kevin was broken out of his memories with Benson's voice.

"I'm sorry, where was I?"