Amelia pushed open the bookstore door and it made a little creaking sound as the bells above the door chimed softly, and just as she had expected, there he was.
Kai.
Leaning against the counter, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, a pair of thin reading glasses perched on his nose. He looked up from a book, and the moment his eyes met hers, something in Amelia's chest shifted. She immediately blamed it on the residual irritation from last night, giving no space for any additional thoughts that might want to filter in.
"You're early today," he said, closing the book and straightening. His voice was low, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world for her. Then he added with a teasing glint, "I'm starting to think you actually enjoy my company."
Amelia walked toward him, setting her gloves on the counter and scowled. "Don't flatter yourself. I needed a break."
"A break from what?"
