I called Alex asking him to meet me at a small café in town. I had already ordered a coffee and I was sitting at a table waiting for Alex to arrive. My leg was bouncing up and down as I waited for him. I kept glancing down at my phone to check the time.
He should be here any minute.
Every time the door swung open, I sat up straight to see if it was Alex. I jumped when the waitress came over to drop of my coffee. I gave her a small smile and apologized.
“Sorry I’m late,” Alex said coming up to the table.
I got up from the table to give him a hug. He sat down in the chair across from me and ran his hand through his hair. He had a nervous smile and I felt my stomach drop.
He knew.
“You wanted to talk,” he said.
“Right.” My eyes flicked down to the coffee. “Do you want anything?”
