“I love you.” Kathryn said as she took the coveted fresh cup of coffee from Chakotay.
“Are you talking to me or the coffee?” Chakotay teased.
A smirk tugged at the corner of Kathryn’s lips. She leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed the dimple on his cheek. The one that always peeked out the most. “You Commander Coffee.” Kathryn quickly stepped just outside of Chakotay’s grasp.
“I’ll get you for that tonight!” Chakotay retorted playfully.
“I hope so.” Kathryn responded with a wink.
Morning Coffee
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