Talia POV
The coffee shop is busier than I expected for a Sunday afternoon.
I spot Austin immediately when I step inside.
He is sitting at a corner table with two cups already in front of him.
When he sees me,he waves at me, his smile warm and genuine.
Considering why I am here, I feel guilt twist in my stomach.
Austin doesn't deserve any of the drama I have brought into his life.
"Hey," I say, sliding into the seat across from him.
"It's good to see you again.” Austin replies, pushing one of the cups toward me. "I got you a latte. Two pumps of vanilla, right?" He asks and I nod.
He remembered that too after just one date!
That cements my earlier conclusion about him.
He is the kind of guy who would make someone a great boyfriend.
Sadly, that person cannot be me.
"Thank you,"
