ALINA'S POV
The cafe was awfully packed today. That only meant one thing for me. Taking orders after orders. “One cranberry juice and chocolate waffles,” I punched in the order of the last customer in my system before asking him.
“Would you like anything else?” I asked, without lifting my eyes from the screen.
“Yes, actually. Your number.” That had me snap my face to him with the deepest scowl I had. There was no doubt he was good looking, but still. This man just decided to go for the kill.
“I have a kid,” I announced to him, hoping that would make him back off.
“I love kids,” he gave me a heart melting smile. “Besides,” he rested his elbow on the counter leaning on it, “you only mentioned your kid. No husband? Which means you need to start looking around. Preferably, right in f
