“Maybe.” He sat on the machine next to hers without asking. “Or maybe the universe is just bored with your schedule.”
I noticed you didn’t order cold brew today. You got a hot latte. With oat milk. And honey.
“I live two blocks away,” Anna said flatly. “If anything, you’re the follower.”
“Is there?”
Anna should have been offended. She should have told him to leave. Instead, she heard herself say: “What do you want, R?”
I’m always watching for people who change their minds. It’s the sexiest thing a person can do.