Chapter 10

“What are you drinking?” Emerson asked. “I’ll get it for you.”

Sean’s lips puckered. “I was going to treat you, but you’ve already bought one.”

“Honestly, it was two dollars. Tell me what you want.”

“How about a vanilla latte.”

“Just sit and catch your breath.”

Emerson went to the counter and ordered Sean’s drink. The barista didn’t even glance at the table. Sean’s identity was still secret.

She brewed the latte and handed it over with a smile. Emerson slipped a few dollars into the tip jar.

He returned to Sean with the hot cup in his hand.

“Here you go.”

Sean’s eyes light up. “Emerson, I can’t believe you just bought me a coffee. I wanted to treat you.”

“You can buy next time.”

A sparkle shown deep in Sean’s green eyes. “Next time? There’ll be a next time?”

Emerson’s smile was slow. “Now there will be, since you owe me a coffee.”