Chapitre 117: Fuzzy Feelings

ELLA POV:

Jeez, he's here.

I spotted him the second he walked through the diner doors, and damn it, why does he have to look so good today? Seriously, did he wake up and decide, "You know what? Let me make Ella's day ten times harder by looking like I just walked out of a GQ cover?"

Nope. Nope. We are NOT doing this, Ella. Focus. Act normal.

I kept my eyes glued to the order I was jotting down, pretending I didn't notice him walking straight to the counter. The closer he got, the harder it was to ignore the stupid flutter in my chest. Ugh, get a grip, Ella.

He leaned on the counter, his signature grin firmly in place. "Hey."

Oh, great. There it was—the charm he wielded like a weapon.

I didn't even bother looking up right away, letting out an unimpressed "Oh, it's you," before finally meeting his eyes.