TMUW 22: Coffee

I fixed myself and headed towards the Amaricano Café. I was looking for his familiar face, and when I spotted him, I walked straight toward him.

He was busy with his cell phone, so even if I cleared my throat, he didn't look up right away. I faked a cough to get his attention, and it seemed to work as he finally raised his eyes to me.

He appeared surprised but composed, setting his phone down on the table to give me his full attention.

"You really did. I thought you were just stringing me along because that's what I was expecting, considering how you firmly declined all my efforts," he said.

I shook my head. "Maybe I shouldn't have stood you up," I teased.

I just laughed when he shrugged. "I haven't even placed an order yet. I don't know what you want."

I picked up the menu placed on the side of the table, and he did the same.

"Would you mind if I asked why you suddenly decided to have coffee with me?" he inquired.

I continued perusing the menu while his question lingered in t