“What are you doing here?… No… I mean… I thought you hadn't come… I'm sorry… Never mind… How are you?”
“Good, and you?”
“Good… good… I… Thank you.”
Alexander smiled inwardly as he watched Evelyn, who, in contrast, was doing everything she could to avoid looking at him. Taking a quick look around, he noticed that both his sister and that Pedro guy had all their attention focused on them, and although he couldn't deny that he liked seeing his mate react to his presence, at that moment he realized that he didn't want anyone else witnessing her discomfort.
“I was talking to Mr. Stevens,” he said as he took a seat beside Eleonor, “and he recommended the raspberry pie with ice cream. Do you have any? I'd like a slice with an Americano, please.”
“Oh, yes, of course… sorry,” Evelyn apologized
