Amelia’s POV
“There’s no goddamn way our knight in shining armor shows up again,” Nadya‘s teasing words from the night before resurface in my mind as I sit quietly in my car, contemplating whether or not to go into the restaurant, where the stranger with the tattoo is seated waiting.
“Shining armor indeed,” I mutter to myself as I step out of my car headed into the restaurant.
Apparently, by morning, I knew I couldn’t keep pretending I wasn’t curious. Whoever he was, he wasn’t going away. He had found me twice, and maybe… maybe I need to stop being afraid long enough to know who he is.
So when I pushed open the glass doors of the restaurant and saw him already waiting, my stomach flipped so hard I nearly turned around.
I swallow hard, clutching my purse to my chest as I stride into t
