Alex' POV
"Owen, what are you doing here?" I asked, still unable to wrap my head around the fact that he was standing next to me.
"Hi, he said with a faint smile. "Alex, we need to talk," he said, his gaze intensely fixed on mine.
"I...I am busy at the moment, my aunt is not around so I am kind of managing the place for now," I lied, hoping that would get him to back off.
But something tells me that he didn't travel all that long journey to take "no" for an answer.
"That is not a problem, I will wait for you until you are less busy," he said, and before I could object he had walked back into the coffee shop to sit down.
I exhaled deeply as I felt the need to keep my feelings in check, avoiding him when we were hundreds of miles away from each other seemed a lot easier, but with hi
