Keeping her promise Kara returned the following week just before the evening rush, buying the pair five minutes to talk before Lena had to attend to other customers. The week after it was in the morning that Kara came in, this time wanting to try an espresso with peppermint syrup, Lena tried to warn her against it but Kara insisted. She returned a few minutes later admitting that Lena was right and could she please just have a vanilla latte, refusing to have it on the house despite Lena's offering, insisting that it was her own fault for ignoring Lena's advice.

Week after week Kara kept her promise and showed up. Week after week Lena made her whatever she wanted. They chatted when there weren't too many customers, or exchange a few words and a smile if there were. There wasn't a week that Kara missed for three months. That was until August 30th.

Lena waited all day; the morning rush came and went, no Kara. The pre-lunch lull, the lunchtime rush, all the way till the evening rush had passed, and still no Kara. It was getting close to closing time and Lena was beginning to suspect that Kara wasn't coming. Maybe her friend needed help again, or she had hurt herself again. 8pm and no Kara. Pulling out her book she sighed, she'd just give Kara a little longer.

At 8:20pm Lena finally gave up. Kara wasn't coming. Switching off the lights and locking up, Lena turned to start walking home. A figure jogged up to her,

"Hey! Lena!" It was Kara, slightly out of breath

"Hey, Kara! I didn't think you were coming, I can open the shop if you want coffee?" Lena offered, her keys in her hand. Kara had caught her breath by that point,

"No, no, don't worry. Lena, I'm sorry I didn't come earlier, I lost track of time but I wanted to wait till it was quiet so I could talk to you about something, well I mean I say talk but more discuss, or not if you don't want to or," She was starting to ramble, fidgeting with her glasses and using vague hand gestures as she spoke. Lena gently caught hold of her wrists; this was the first time they had made physical contact. Kara's wrists felt warm and smooth in her hands. She locked eyes with her,

"Kara what did you want to talk to me about?" Kara was quiet for a second, staring at Lena, her mouth slightly open from where she had been cut off, her lips moving slightly as she tried to string together a sentence. For a journalist she sure could struggle with words sometimes, Lena thought.

"Oh screw it" Kara muttered to herself, breaking her wrists free from Lena's grasp, taking hold of her shoulders and pushing her against the wall, pressing her lips to Lena's as she did so. Lena was shocked, her mind trying to process what was happening. Kara pulled back, seeing the expression on Lena's face she turned bright red, staggering a few steps back, ducking her head as not to meet Lena's eyes

"I am so sorry, I just completely misread the situation and I am so sorry, I'm going to go and I'll just find somewhere else to get coffee, so you don't have to see me again and," Lena laughed. Kara's head snapped up. Taking a step forward Lena gently took hold of the lapels of Kara's coat

"You didn't misread anything…" She whispered as she pulled Kara close to her, kissing her as Kara started to smile, whilst kissing her back she pushing Lena against the wall again. "So," Lena said through the kiss, "you want to get coffee sometime?"