The morning air was crisp, and the warmth of your coffee made each sip feel like a small blessing. You walked with a little bounce in your step, lost in the comfort of the moment—until fate decided to trip you up. Literally.

Your foot caught on a crack in the pavement, and in the most dramatic slow-motion imaginable, your coffee cup tipped forward. The scalding liquid cascaded through the air like a caffeinated waterfall and landed—splat—right onto someone’s pristine coat.

You froze. He didn’t.

The man before you, tall, sharp-eyed, and annoyingly handsome, looked down at his now coffee-stained coat as if you had just committed a crime against humanity. His jaw tightened, his calm composure cracking in an instant.

“Are you blind?” he snapped, his voice laced with irritation.

Your cheeks burned hotter than the coffee still dripping from his coat. “Excuse me?! First of all, no. Second of all, it was an accident!”

He raised a brow, glaring at the damage. “An accident that cost me my favorite coat.”

You crossed your arms, ignoring the guilty twist in your stomach. “Well, maybe if you weren’t walking around like you’re in a magazine photoshoot, this wouldn’t have happened.”

His eyes widened in disbelief. “You just ruined my coat and now you’re blaming me?”