CHAPTER THREE
Faced with a sea of heads in Bean There, Done That, it was initially hard for Xander to identify his wife. A redhead with flowing locks down to her shoulder blades should have been easy to spot. She was tall, with sharp cheekbones, after all - hardly inconspicuous.
Xander couldn’t see her, though. It was the middle of the afternoon, post lunch rush. It shouldn’t have been as busy as it was.
The lone Barista serving behind the counter would have his work cut out for him. The line was long, almost to the entrance.
A woman raised her hand into the air from the booth in the corner. It caught Xander’s attention. Yes, it was Charlotte. She’d chosen the most secluded area. Most of the tables and chairs were round and acted as blockades to the staff only area.
"Ah, there y
