her in his arms and make her sadness disappear.
He felt his mouth curve into a rueful smile at this thought. His cousin Hussein would say his Sir Galahad complex was showing.
“You’re staring,” she said.
“It’s hard not to. You went off somewhere inside your head, and I didn’t want to interrupt.”
She frowned slightly and turned to look at him. “Interrupt what?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “What were you thinking about?”
She picked up her mug and absently took a sip, then made a face and placed the mug back on the table.
“I was just wondering why on earth I decided to experiment with a caramel latte of all things.”
“I can show you where to get real coffee, not this fancy stuff. There’s this place I can take you to…. What are you doing this evening?”
She hesitated, and then shook her head. “I’m busy tonight. I’m sorry.”
“That’s okay. Maybe another time?”
She smiled that small half smile that barely reached her eyes. “Sure.”
He glanced at the clock on the wall in front of him and realized it was time to head back to the office.
“I need to get going. It was nice meeting you again, Angie Scot.”
She smiled and murmured something appropriate before turning back to her coffee. Alex felt like he had been dismissed. As he walked out of the café into the hot sunshine, he promised himself that she was not going to find it so easy to dismiss him again.
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