Mistletoe Latte Quotes

“Every sip reminded her of him. Dark, occasionally bitter and abrasive on the first note, but with each new taste a surprise opened of split pines, a little nuttiness, and a tender vein sweetness winding deep within. Emma didn’t want to stop drinking it, but she feared what would happen when it was gone.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Coffee, right? How do you like it?”
“In a cup?” she squeaked before slapping a hand to her mouth. To her shock, his rigid sneer slipped up for a moment, and he gave a quick snort.
“That’s complimentary. Do you want sugar, milk?”
“Um, a little cream? Please.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“You know that place next door that used to be a buffet with all the nice ovens?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Instead of a ring, I bought you a bakery.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Socks!” Skylar’s displeased shout broke their moment. They both smiled at the teenage growl. “Who gets socks on Christmas?”
“You’ll be sad when you stop getting those,” Nick called back.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“You know there are starving orphans who’d kill for that roast and my eggs,” Nick argued back.
“They can have ‘em.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“He knew they didn’t have much time left, and that one day she’d walk out that door. Emma was never meant to be permanent, a warm breeze after the blizzard. Nothing more. Nick had prepared for that, told Skylar when she’d asked. He was ready for the return to working the rush alone and the lack of donuts to delight the customers. The business could survive without her. He just wasn’t so certain if his heart would.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“They always say chase your dreams. If you want it, it’ll happen. But I don’t think anyone gets what they wanted at eighteen. Maybe the dream job turns out to be a nightmare. Maybe the wife… leaves. Maybe the kids never happen. There’s no shame in changing your dream.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“She’s way too young for me.”
Skylar crossed her arms. In her puffy pink coat, she looked like a pastel Michelin man. “How old is she?”
“Twenty-seven.”
“That’s no problem. She passes the half plus seven rule.”
Confused, Nick zeroed in on his niece. “The what?”
“You know, half your age, then add seven. That’s how young you can date. Everyone knows that.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Isn’t that what this time of year is about? Ghosts scaring the shit out of you until you appreciate the season. Or whatever that ancient movie was going on about.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“I don’t think I’ll be with you for dinner.”
“Why? Is he making you work through dinner? Viva la revolution!”
“You’re not a French peasant, and I sure as hell ain’t a king,” Nick grumbled before greeting the next customer.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“I don’t get the point of this. Where in the real world will I have someone ask me to prove this is a circle? Look, it’s round. It’s a circle. Stop giving it an existential crisis, geometry!”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Did it count as personal growth if Nick knew he was a boor and instantly regretted it? Probably not. Skylar and her gaggle would call him problematic and tell him to check his privilege.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte