(Elena’s POV)
If there was an award for Most Humiliating Moment of the Year, I’d just won it.
Hands down.
I stared at the stranger across from me, his amused smile tugging higher the longer I sat frozen like a mannequin.
“My name’s Dennis,” he said finally, extending his hand. “And I’m not your boyfriend. Sorry to disappoint.”
Blood roared in my ears. I must’ve looked like someone who’d just been caught shoplifting gum at the corner store.
I cleared my throat, fumbling for my phone. “Oh God. I—I’m so sorry. This was… I thought you were someone else.”
Dennis chuckled, leaning back casually in his chair. “Really? Because you sold that ‘baby, I’m late from work’ thing pretty well.”
I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. My thumb jabbed at my phone screen, dialing Ma
