Hidden was an aptly named tiny café in a dark alley running off a narrow street. Word of mouth kept it busy from dawn to close and today was no different.
Ellie slipped between tables to reach Paul who was protecting two seats at a long bench facing a brick wall. He stood as she neared, dropping an unexpected kiss on her cheek.
“Here, grab your seat before someone steals it. Have you eaten?”
“Haven’t had time to shop yet, but coffee will be fine thanks.” Ellie tucked her feet under the table as Paul headed for the counter. She touched her cheek, brow furrowed.
Her stomach rumbled. She should have ordered some food. The café was buzzing with sound. Music, chatter, the background kitchen noises. It was pleasant. Comforting. She liked it here.
“Right. Won’t be long.” Paul settled next to
