Barbara found she very much liked the reassuring arm around her waist as he led her to the counter.
Taking the coffee from him she lent her head against his shoulder, "Black is perfect, thank you" she told him, wrapping one hand around the cup while the other stayed around his waist where she had left it after their embrace.
"Are you nearly ready for the opening?" she asked him, feeling a little spark of guilt at making him focus on her instead of the shop.